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Created on: May 16, 2008
I got a surprise this week when my husband had unlimited texting added to our phones. My daughters have been sending me little messages as fast as their little fingers can send them out. I think I am entering the new age of texting but unfortunately, in my case, its Geriatric texting. As parents we need to understand that email is fast becoming an out of date technology (the kids these days don't roll with the email). If you are foolish enough to think that emailing from your desktop is keeping up with the times, I am about to give you some bad news, old person. Technology is changing, and if we old people want to keep up with the times, we had better learn to use the text option. Kids are into something faster and right now it is text messaging.
I am dead serious; my two daughters know more about technology life, than I knew after getting my Master's Degree from an accredited university. We need to come to grips with our future. As parents, we are raising a smarter, more advanced race of people whose only purpose on Earth is to replace uswith something electronic!
Unfortunately, there is nothing funny about this. If you are reading this blog, there is no doubt that you are old and out of date. Even when we think we are cutting edge with our email, maybe even a laptop, our cell phones, our mp3 players or ipods- we are falling farther and farther behind in using technology each and every day.
As I am rapidly approaching the old double nickle' birthday this summer I realized that
I am Ms. Pac-Man in an iPod world. I can even identify with that GoPhone commercial with a much older Meatloaf and a full figured Tiffany belting out "Let me sleep on it.." I live in the present, and they (the new advanced young race) are learning for the future. Kids these days are growing up in a different world than I did. They have no knowledge of rotary phones, don't understand why calculators were so cool, have never heard of a typewriter or carbon paper, Polaroid cameras, 8 track tapes, vinyl records, metal ice cube trays, or why there were phone booths at the gas station. These kids will never look at a clock or a watch to tell time (they use their cell phones), correct their own spelling on a writing assignment, or know the fear of what will happen at home if they are sent to the principal's office at school.
They will never remember a world without MySpace, iTunes, Facebook, or YouTube.
Our schools are so out of touch that students take keyboarding, 9 years after they are first on
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