If you met your inner child..

[Nahuel]

What if you met yourself, only the other you is from way back when you were 8 years old?

After introducing yourself ("Hey kiddo." "Mom said not to talk to strangers.. go 'way!" "But I'm you!") what would Kid-You's first reaction be? What questions would he/she ask you? What would you give him/her as advice?

[Lascivus_Lutra]

First Reaction:  I'm afraid to think of what I may have done, I was very sheltered and naive back then.  It scares me cause I see it in my cubs. (must be genetic)

Advice:  There is a new thing called furry, you need to explore and see where it takes you.  Also the best lesson that I have ever learned, tomorrow is another day so hang on tight things will get better.

[Sabu]

We has a topic about this in non-furry discussion about the various paradoxes involved in travelling back to influence the future (your past).

Have a look around for it. It was quite intruiging until someone went mathematical for a few pages on us.  '> (just joking on that one)

[Peaches]

I'd probably kick myself in the shins...

Wow...that does sound weird in type...

[Sporty Fox]

First reaction- What? Furries? There are other people who feel like I do? I'm not @#%ked up in the head?
  Advice- Keep being who you are and don't think you're wierd and alone.
  It would have made a big difference in my self esteem as a teenager. When I watch my oldest niece (she's 11) go thru what I went thru it hurts. I really try to do things to build her esteem up, I remember all to well what it felt like for me.

Reaction:
"That doesn't make sense.  How can you be me when I'm me?  Is this building up to you asking me to come with you to Toyland or something?"

My mother tried to raise my brother and I in very sheltered lives and frequently told us horror stories about strangers offering poisoned candy and the like.  She told us so many of these stories that we ended up not taking any of them all that seriously.  The worst part would be having to explain why I/he grew the beard.

My advice:
"These next ten or so years are going to be really rough on you, but I swear to God kid, it's going to get MUCH better.  There's this thing called the internet that's going to become available, and once you find a way to get connected, you're going to find out there are a lot of people that feel like you.  And don't worry kid, you are going to get to college.  You'll be free to be yourself then."

[Savaaha]

8yrs old huh? I never met a person I didnt like back then. 8yrold me would want to know if old me wanted to ride bikes or go to the park and play with plastic horses. I dont think Id tell young me who I really was. At that age i was all pretend play and would not believe old me anyway.

Advice- Id tell young me things will get bad but generally theyd be ok. Id tell her to draw more pictures and write to her grandad more.Id also tell her to guard the spotted horse that Faye wasnt really her friend and was gonna get mad and break it.

[Admiral Purge]

At 8? It's hard to remember what I was like back then. I think most of the talking I'd want to do if I went back in time is giving advice to my parents, not to me! I like how I turned out, for the most part (I think I wasted alot of time before I figured out where my interests lie) I would probably do nothing for fear of affecting myself adversely (which raises a whole slew of questions about just what would happen to me, but these are outside the scope of the question)

Reaction: Hard to guage. I don't know how I stack up with my idea of what I'd be like at this age. Probably awe and open mindedness. I was a pretty quick kid, but at 8, I don't know how well I'd remember or implement any of my own advice!

Advice: The advice would consist of showing myself that I do, in fact, turn out to be superior to the kids I grew up with... and attempting to instill an interest in the things that make me so early on. Probably I would bring with me some classical music and maybe even Serial Experiments: Lain. I would steer myself away from the other kids and attempt to isolate myself from any sort of social life (I'm afraid now I'm addicted, but in this scenario, I would not have to be)... the conversation would go:

"You know that kid down the block? Stay away from him. Later, he's gonna turn out real bad... he's gonna attack another friend of yours with a machete one night. Try to kill him. In a few years, this neighborhood isn't going to be as pretty as it is now. Keep your nose out of it! You're better off on your own anyway, don't waste your time with that trash. Just listen to this guy, Liszt... would you rather spend your time in fights with "friends" who don't share your interests... or would you rather devote your time to doing great things like this guy did? ... I thought so."

[firefox_b]

My "inner child" is a juvenile delinquent...   '>

[Otto Lupo]

I was pretty sheltered as a kid. My advice would be to explore the world around you as your age permits.

First reaction. Get the heck away, I don't know you. I still don't trust people I don't know. That'd probley be another piece of advice, don't be too afraid to get close to certain people.

[Melina]

The youth version of me would probably be asking me about a time machine. Yes, I have always been a dreamer, a natural thing for someone like me who is coming up with far out stories.

[AladTheAnthroMeerkat]

I'd kick it's butt and steal it's lunch money!  '>

Naw. I dunno what i'd really say to him, prolly just to keep on living his dreams and never give up hope for the future - and tell him NOT to be a taxi-driver!

(That was my ultimate idea of a dream job when i was young BTW...)  

[Jackalman]

If I met my inner child, I weould show him

"LOOK HOW COOL OUR LEGO COLLECTION HAS GOTTEN!"

 '>

[omigir]

well, he would scream his bloody head off (what chiled wouldnt seeing a large scary anthro wolf?) and runin the oposit direction

that or he would kill me and take my place in my life oO

[Humbajoe]

I'd kick my inner child in the shins, shout "you're it!" and then run away laughing like a giddy school girl.

[Keela]

I'd say "No, the Care Bears aren't real, stop staring at the clouds looking to see if you can see Care-a-lot"

Maybe if I was a cruel bastard. In all honesty, I'd give myself a gun...