Creepy shop mannequins, the London Eye, Rose Tyler, a mysterious man in a godawful leather jacket..
That was it. I was hooked. 8 year old Becca had found the new programme to spend the rest of her life loving. Little did she know that she’d spend an evening crying with all kinds of emotions over this very same show.
As I’m writing this it is Sunday 16th July, 6:56pm and I’ve just found out who the new Doctor is.
In all honesty I don’t even know how I’m putting my thoughts into sentences right now, I can’t stop putting my hands up to my face and smiling like a mad man.
I didn’t realise how much I needed a moment like this. I also wasn’t expecting to get as emotional as this (I should note that I have been crying with happiness on and off for a good 20-30 minutes). But this.
This post – albeit very last minute – is for 8 year old Becca. The girl that was always ‘one of the boys’. The girl that found herself, at such a young age, questioning gender and how she identified herself because she was so desperate to be the superhero, but was always left being the damsel in distress. The girl that plastered her walls with sci-fi posters and dreamt of running around in a Captain America costume 24/7 (which tbh I still do).
The 8 year old that was constantly told:
“You can’t do that you’re a girl”
“They don’t sell that in the girls section”
and was always weirdly questioned when she said she was really not a fan of the Disney Princesses.
Don’t get me wrong I adore Doctor Who, to the point where I avoid certain episodes because I feel ALL the feels when I watch you (I’m looking at you Mr David ‘I Don’t Wanna Go’ Tennant) but for the longest time I wished to be something more than the companion. They were all so strong, independent and amazing characters on their own, but to be The Doctor.
I can’t say I know where this post is going but if anything, that’s what I want this to be. A raw and honest response to something that I have so desperately been searching for. This is not only incredible for Doctor Who as a programme – something that has been defined by it’s strong male leads for 50 years – but for the 8 year olds of today. They might not know who Jodie Whittaker is, they might not have even watched an episode of Doctor Who before, but now they might.
Idk, it baffles me that a female Doctor is something that has to cause such big of a reaction, as if we’ve finally been given the a-ok to take on the role. People saying that there’s a ‘new female Doctor’ implies that Whittaker is taken over from female Doctors gone by but this isn’t a moment for the new female Doctor, this is the moment for the new Doctor.
Not wanting to bore you with any more incoherent rambling about Doctor Who, I just want to say that I am beyond excited to see how Jodie captures the essence of the Doctor and I cannot wait to see where this goes. I guess all that’s left is,
Grab your Sonic Screwdriver 8 year old me, this is your moment.