Ah, the teen years. The ones adults sometimes remember as being better than what they thought they were at the time. And today, my great niece has just reached that milestone. Happy 13th, Layla!
There aren’t too many pictures of me at the age of thirteen, but the one above shows me just after my family arrived in Canada from England. We landed in Quebec, but then took a train into Ontario to visit friends before going on – again by train – to our new home in B.C. (I’m the one in the middle.)
https://www.saturdayeveningpost.com/2018/02/brief-history-teenagers/
Time Travelling With Kids 