If you could, would you go back to being 14? I sure as hell wouldn’t. I suppose it didn’t help that I started at a new school in the beginning of grade nine. Being the new girl meant that no one was used to any of my quirky Just TypiKel ways.
Top Ten Tips For Surviving Fourteen
If I could arm 14 year-old Kelly with a few survival tips on how to survive being fourteen here’s what I’d advise.
1. Avoid The Artwork
My sister, who’d already been attending this Catholic girls school for two years, urged me to make friends with this certain girl who was in my class. Ok then. In my attempt to sit beside said girl at lunch on the very first day I somehow managed to brush a painting on the wall, causing it to dislodge and smack her on the head. She got woozy and scarily pale. Feverish apologies replaced my sizzling introduction.
2. Watch Where You Step
Just a few days later in our very first sewing class, my foot stepped on someone’s plastic pin box, cracking the lid, sending dozens of straight pins shooting about the room. Fortunately no one was stabbed but pins kept resurfacing months later.
3. Model No One’s Sewing Project
As regular readers know I didn’t get the sewing gene. I’m sadly gifted at affixing my pant leg to the brownie banner while hand sewing on my daughter’s brownie badges. Back when I was 14, a few months after the pin incident, I foolishly agreed to model another student’s just completed dress. (Side note: Everyone else made 4 things that year while I barely finished an apron). It was a weensy bit snug through the neckline so I gave it a more than gentle tug and tore the fabric. She had to completely redo a major portion.
4. Don’t Agree To Go To Someone’s Birthday Party A Year Early
Patty – huge, huge apologies to you. I still cringe over this one. Patty moved to another school at the end of grade nine. However, for some reason several of us agreed to come to her birthday party that upcoming fall. She remembered, we didn’t. On the day of the party her mother called my house begging me to come over. I had other plans as did all of the other guests. Just the thought of Patty sitting at home surrounded by balloons and uneaten food makes me teary.
5. Relax. One Day You Will Be Asked To Dance
I looked 10 in grade nine. No wonder none of the fellow at the boys school were eager to ask me to dance. Or perhaps it was my carefully chosen plaid skirt and heavy sweater? Or perhaps the blue eye shadow that covered my entire eye lid up to my brow? The latter was thanks to the efforts of my “make up savvy” sister. Nice one, Wend. Thanks.
6. Rethink the Lemon Perfume
My scent of choice at 14 was called Lemon Up. One squirt and you were transported to a cutting board drenched in juice. But rest assured. Not for me the quickest of spritzes. Nope. I doused myself with it. The more lemon the better.
7. You’ll Be Glad You Aren’t Fond of Smoking
That inability to stop coughing on inhale? I never got over that. Thank God.
8. You’ll Never Be Basketball Material. But Don’t Fret. The School Play Is More Your Thing
I blame my paternal grandmother for my lack of height. She, too, didn’t top 5 foot 2. However, had I done so, I might never have been picked for the lead in the school play I Remember Mama. I played Katrin, one of three young daughters of a Norwegian family living in San Francisco. The play originally opened on Broadway in 1944. And NO. I wasn’t 14 in 1944. Thank you very much.
9. One Day Your Mom Will Completely Forget That You Hosted The Grade Nine Class Party
Guaranteed my darling 92 year-old mom will read this and be a bit puzzled. No worries, Mom, it’s a good thing that you’ve forgotten how upset dad was to find Rob Andrews climbing in through the basement window with a six-pack tucked under his arm and that some of the other guests cracked open that vat of Mr. Cazzaro’s homemade wine …
10. Relax. One Day You’ll Be Thrilled To Look Much Younger Than You Are
If I worried about one thing at 14, it was that I looked 10. Guess what? I don’t see looking younger than your age as such an all-consuming problem anymore.
This post was inspired by the Finish The Sentence Friday prompt of “When I Was Fourteen …”As always, our host is the lovely Kristi . Today’s guest hosts are Dana of Kiss My List and Kerri of Undiagnosed But Okay.
Enough about me and my top ten tips for surviving fourteen. I’m curious about you? How was your fourteenth year? Did you sail through unscathed as one of the popular kids? Or were you more like an awkward waif like me? Do you still have pals that you made when you were 14? Or have you abandoned that time of life and embraced the present? If you’d care to share, I’d love to hear.