My brother and I are fairly #newtowho (being only finished with season 4) but we’re enjoying the ride.
For a long time, my friends were trying to get me to watch it and I really resisted. I thought I gave my best shot to watching it and I “just couldn’t get into it.” They let it go, and eventually so did I.
One day, my fifteen year old brother told me that one of his favorite shows was Doctor Who, but he had only seen a couple of Matt Smith episodes that were on BBC. We watched a few of them of Christmas Eve, and I decided that I would give it another go, but only watching it with my brother.
I’m away at college and I rarely get to see my brother. Plus, he’s in his angsty teenage boy years and doesn’t enjoy hanging out with his family as much any more. But once we started Doctor Who, it changed.
Doctor Who brings my brother and I together. He and I stay up late and watch hours of Doctor Who, just because we only watch it together. Nine is now his favorite and we’re both obsessed. It’s one of my favorite parts about being home and we’re watching everything for the first time.
Next time I go home, we begin Season 5 and we’re both really excited about it. He’s one of my best friends and I’m really glad we found something we both love to bring us closer together!
I can proudly say I introduced 3 people to Doctor Who, and they’re all Whovians now.
First, some context: I got in to Doctor Who in 2011 while recovering from an accident (when you’re stuck on the couch or in bed, and have Netflix, the TARDIS is bound to catch you).
Shortly after, while my mother was recovering from stint surgery, we watched the series together. She loves ALL of the Doctors, but I think she especially likes Eleven.
One year later, I introduced the show to my friend, Courtney. She would come over, we’d hang out, and one day, I told her, ‘We’re totally watching Doctor Who! It is the BEST thing EVER!’
That same summer she got me in to Sherlock, but that’s beside the point. She came over twice a week, every week for that summer, and we watched ALL of the available episodes. She was hooked. Her favorite Doctors are Ten and Eleven, while her favorite companions are Rose, Donna, and Amy (But Rose is her top fave).
The year after THAT, I shared the series with my friend, Tony. First I tried the newer series, and that he wasn’t quite in to. But then I showed him Classic Who (Tony’s a classic Trekkie. I knew it’d get him). He liked it, but it seemed as if my friend would be immune to the lure of The TARDIS. However, a few months later, he watched the series again. And I mean ALL OF IT! His favorite Doctor is Four, but he also likes Ten and Eleven. He’s even trying to gather the items to cosplay as Four! I can’t be happier!
I do intend to introduce others to the series, and my best and most effective methods have been to show them the whole thing from the start with The Ninth Doctor and Rose, and then proceed, or for those who like older SciFi shows and films, I’ll start with Tom Baker’s era (he was, and is, a most marvelous Doctor, after all!).
Feeling pleased with myself. I was in a shopping centre, waiting for my mum, and I had this idea. I ran into this clothes shop and said to the assistant “Excuse me, what year is this?” And she was like, “2014, are you OK?” So I went “YES! IT WORKED! WE DID IT!” really loudly, and ran for the door. I was wearing jeans and a jacket (Bad Wolf Bay style) and I have been told quite a lot that I look like Rose (same hairstyle, eyes etc). AND THEN THIS LITTLE BOY, ABOUT 9 ASKED HIS MUM “Mummy, was that Rose Tyler? Is she going to find the Doctor?” I heard and turned around and winked at him and ran off. I like to think that made his day.
In honor of Doctor Who’s #newtowho week, I’m going to tell the story of how I got my mom and sister into Doctor Who.
My mom is a big British TV fan, so it was easy to convince her to start watching the show. She would come to my apartment every Saturday morning and watch a couple of episodes with my roommate and me. Sometimes, she would bring my sister (who was reluctant to watch, but I’ll get to that in a second). Pretty soon she was watching episodes on her own, but it wasn’t until the 50th anniversary special loomed that she knew she needed to catch up. She watched all of series 6 and 7 in a day and a half and was ready to watch the worldwide simulcast with us on November 23. She’s also responsible for the TARDIS mugs that my roommate, my boyfriend, and I cherish.
My sister was a little more difficult. Like I mentioned, she was reluctant to watch with us at my apartment, but in the fall she went back to school and was freed from watching if she chose not to. I got a frantic phone call from her about a week after she left.
"Sarah! I met a guy who is into Doctor Who!"
"He started talking about it, and I could only remember that first episode with Rose, and I managed! But if I run into him again, I won’t have anything to talk about! I have to watch the whole series now!"
She never ran into the guy again, but she made it all the way through Doctor Who anyway. Proudest Whovian moment.
For me, to be a whovian is to believe that the impossible is possible.
Doctor who is the very first fandom that I joined (although I was like 9 so I didn’t understand the idea of fandoms back then) and even through puberty I never stopped watching and loving every second.
Being a whovian may separate me from most of my peers but also helps me find the rest of my peers who do and be able to connect with them through various other fandoms (but mostly Doctor Who).
It helps open up my imagination and let my mind wonder to the past, the present and the future. Being a whovian is my life and I’m so proud to be one.
(I’m also well prepared if that strange man with a big blue box happens to come along and say “Run!”, so you know, whatever’s best).
Since the doctor who tumblr started this whole #newtowho thing I though; why dont I just use my mind and it’s limited english vocabulary and try to express it in words.
Being a whovian doesnt just mean being part of a fandom. As cheesy and corny as it may sounds, it means being part of one very big family scattered across the whole planet but still being one. Being fan of one thing which manages to unite thousands and millions. Sharing laughs and tears and storys and arts and ideas. Just the simple concept of a simple idea. Inspiring each other and helping each other to keep going and to keep on doing what you do. Nobody judges you.
We all had our doctor. Our one and only first one. But even if some started with the very first and some with our lovely eleven. We all travelled. And that’s the thing.
Traveling but still finding a place where you belong to.
My dad grew up on Dr. Who. He fell in love with the fourth doctor. That man in the long long scarf! I remember growing up in watching all the classic episodes. Well, maybe not ALL of them. It was just the ones they showed in reruns! My brother and I love Doctor and all of us love watching it. My children are third generation Whovians. I am so thankful for The Doctor!
I have only been a Whovian for about a year. Matt was my first ‘Real Time’ regeneration and I stayed up till 4am to see Peter announced as the new Doctor. I watched all the ‘NuWho’ in 2 weeks, before watching all the older Who’s in about a month. My bestfriend and I had a Pizza party at 5am during the 50th special which was my first ‘Real Time’ episode.
I was always skeptical about watching Doctor Who, I knew bits and pieces about it, as anyone does. Ask anyone in the world what a Tardis or Dalek is and they will probably know. But it didn’t peak my interest, the concept didn’t scream out my name. So I never gave it a chance. My best friend was one of the biggest fans I knew. I remember about 4 years ago her coming to school with red and puffy eyes, and when I asked her what was wrong she told me it was because ‘David Tennant had regenerated into Matt Smith last night’. I had no idea what she was going on about, but I just hugged her and smiled because I was a friend, secretly wondering why she was crying over a show (When I watched David regenerate into Matt I used an entire box of tissues and properly cried.) After years of nagging me, and making Doctor Who references I never understood, I agreed to watch 1 episode, ‘Rose’.
She had always said to me ‘Matt will be your Doctor I guarantee it, his personality as The Doctor is just so you’, I am studying to be an actor and she said he is brilliant. But she wouldn’t let me watch a Matt episode as my one, it had to be Rose because ‘I want you to wonder what Matt is like so you have to keep watching.’ I did keep watching, I couldn’t stop watching, 3 days after I watched ‘Rose’ I was still thinking about how amazing Christopher Ecceleston was, so I watched more, then David came and I couldn’t stop, I knew Matt was coming and I was excited. When Matt became the Doctor I knew he was mine, my friend was right, he was just me. When he said ‘Nobody human has anything to say to me today’ I got chills, I had never gotten chills from a TV show before. I spent my days and nights thinking about Doctor Who, having Doctor Who sleepovers with my friend. I even got tally marks tattoed on my arm to represent the Silents. I also met Arthur Darvill on my 19th birthday and nearly died. I can honestly say this show has touched my heart, all the companions, all the Doctor’s from Hartnell to soon to be Capaldi have made me laugh and cry (especially Matt when he regenerated i was inconsolable and I now have a T-Shirt with his last line on it). It is truly an amazing show and everything I own has some small DW reference on it.
My friend always brags to me that I owe her for showing me the best thing in my life.
As season eight of Doctor Who gets ready to premiere and bring a whole new wave of Whovians, I look back in fond memory of when I first started watching the show.
In June of 2013, one of my older brothers was getting married. Because of that, one of my other brothers was in town. Well one day we were rather bored and so we sat down on the couch, opened up netflix, and decided to watch some Doctor Who. Although he had seen many of the episodes before, there was a whole new world opening in front of me.
And so we watched and watched. I laughed along with Nine and went running through adventures with Rose. I screamed in fear of the Daleks and screamed harder at the cybermen. And I loved this world I had found.
So to all those New to Who, I welcome you. I remember being in your shoes and marveling at the wonder. Nine will forever and always be my doctor, and I hope you can find a friend in Twelve.
So I started watching doctor who when it first came back in 2005. This is mainly because my dad had been obsessed with the doctor when he was young and Tom Baker playing the mad man with a box, and we are British, so obviously we HAD to watch it. I was eight and we watched rose when it first came on. And I was hooked. At school everyone loved the show and it was just amazing talking about it with all my friends. It was also the ting my family did every Saturday, watch doctor who. It was amazing.
Then when David Tennant left, I stopped watching. I could make up excuses as to why but the reason is because I missed my doctor and I hated matt for taking him away. I only started watching again last year. And I have fallen in love all over again. Doctor who is the best that happened to me and I love it dearly.
When i first saw Doctor Who, I was around 10 years old, and the doctor at the time was David Tennant. I was curious as to what the show was, because I saw my dad watching it. It looked interesting enough, and I thought the Doctor was quite ridiculous, fantastic, and a bit crazy at the same time. I instantly loved the show, and begged dad to record some more episodes for me while I was at school. Summer rolled around and all I would do is sit in front of the TV and watch the show, episode after episode, season after season, it’s the first show I started marathon-ing. (After that came Supernatural, then Sherlock, hence why I’m currently a Superwholockian)
Now I’m 17 years old, and Doctor Who and the fan base, the whovian community, it all really has been a life changer for me, and a fantastic resource of inspiration and support, I’ve met so many people that have become not only my friends, but my family as well. They’ve been there to help me through my depression, and some of the Doctor’s quotes have really been inspirational and I think this show was the game changer for me. Had I never run across this show, I sincerely think that I wouldn’t be here with all these amazing people. We really are the best fans in the world, and I hope we all continue to be amazing together.
I think if there was any advice I could give to incoming New Whovians, it would be brace yourselves. Because you’re going to love every single moment of this fantastic journey we’re on, and you’re gonna cry, we all do. But it’s so worth it in the end, because stories are sad sometimes, but the sad doesn’t cancel out the good, and vice versa.