Asking those of you who have already entered the workforce, how long has it been since you last sat at a school desk? Recently, Japanese netizens discussed an interesting topic: returning to campus as an adult and sitting at those familiar desks, only to suddenly realize just how “unfriendly” they actually are.
Everyone expressed their feelings: How did we manage to sit for so long back then? Is it that these desks haven’t changed at all, while our bodies have long since become unaccustomed, or have we all become “delicate” instead?
These discussions resonate with people and provoke deep reflections on “youth privilege.”
A Japanese Twitter user nicknamed “Pleasant Life Sending Taro” shared his experience of revisiting the school desk and chair, unexpectedly sparking a wave of nostalgia.
He recalled that from elementary school to high school, he could listen to classes for hours at his desk and chair without ever feeling uncomfortable.
Nowadays, sitting back in these desks and chairs, he finds his body protesting continuously, like a real posture challenge. It is evident that the carefree “privilege” of youth has quietly disappeared, and the human body has begun to become increasingly sensitive to comfort.
This netizen’s sharing resonated with many Japanese netizens. They posted comments, reminiscing about their similar experiences:
“I used to sit for five hours every day, and now thinking about it seems incredible; perhaps ‘the privilege of youth’ is the answer!”
Now, after sitting for less than half an hour, I want to stand up and move around immediately.
A netizen humorously responded:
I really can’t hold on much longer now.
Students indeed have a particularly strong adaptability.
Now, as soon as I sit down, I feel discomfort in my lower back.
When I used to sleep on the table, just moving a bit would bump into the table.
Sitting at a desk, I feel like every part from my hips to my shoulders is complaining; my butt is almost becoming square!
Some people even mentioned:
Some universities still use these traditional desks and chairs, which is truly disheartening…
In addition to these physical discomforts, adults have lost the innocence of their youth and have it awakened again. When we return to an environment we once knew well, we find that things have long changed, and the only constant is our nostalgia for the past.
People are beginning to realize that those desks and chairs hold not only books and notes but also our purest memories of youth.
Perhaps, it is precisely because of the passage of time that we long for that period of “youth privilege,” when the 青春 and sweat we invested become the sweetest part of our memories.
Returning to those desks and chairs, although my body can no longer endure for long periods, the nostalgia and appreciation for youth in my heart have never changed. Every memory is a dialogue with myself, a tribute to time, and an anticipation for the future.