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Girl Meets World Review

Hi, Page Turner here! I'm back after a mini vacation (aka, a busy weekend), and ready for more posts! Just a few nights ago, I finished the last episode of the first season of one of my favorite TV shows, Girl Meets World. If you've ever seen the 90's show, Boy Meets World, or you haven't seen either, have fun reading my post!
      Boy Meets World followed the life of Cory Matthews as he grew up from a young middle-schooler, until he graduated from high school with his girlfriend Topanga and his best friend Shawn. Now he's married to his sweetheart Topanga and living in New York City with his five-year old son Auggie, and his thirteen-year old daughter Riley. Riley is a ray of innocent sunshine, ready to take on the world with her best friend (and the rebellious raincloud) Maya. Together, they brave the world and make new friends at school. Lucas is the handsome, chivalrous, and funny new student from Texas, and Farkle is the hilarious, outspoken, confident genius who, once you get to know him, as a very sweet heart. As Maya and Riley struggle with each new obstacle in life, Cory (her dad and history teacher), teaches her how to love her friends and family and live in the world. With quirky story lines, light-hearted episodes with heart, and the iconic window seat, Girl Meets World is a great show about growing up--from both the boy who's met the world, and his daughter who's still learning. Four and a half stars!
        We're all still growing up, no matter what age you are, and you'll continue growing up until you die. It's a jungle out there, but I know that God's always with me. After all, He made the world. The more I seek Him, the more ready I'll be to shine His light to the world. Hope you have a good day! Page Turner, over and out.
                                                                                                 ----page turner
                                                             
     
            
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