Dragged Out Of Wonderland

Sometimes I think I am one of those grandmothers who live perennially in the past. Add to that, the million memes on social media that revisit snippets from the 90s (like the old Cartoon Network for instance) and remind you of what an awesome childhood (their words) you had. They are not wholly wrong. In fact, for one, they are a hundred percent right about Cartoon Network. The cartoons broadcast on TV nowadays – well, literally anything being broadcast on TV nowadays – causes me to lose a few brain cells. I tried to make my boy watch Duck Tales on my laptop (yup, I have it!) but he just turned his nose up in favour of a blue balloon-like-thing-I-don’t-know-what-it-is  called Doraemon.
 
Image: 90skids.com
 
But enough about cartoons. Growing up in the 90s was an experience to be cherished. It was the period of transition, it was the period of wonder and it was a window to the best of both worlds – the vintageness of the bygone era and the cutting-edge-ness of the era to come. It was the era when rotary dialers were being replaced by number keypads and it was the age of the 5 and quarter inch floppy disk – one you could play with even if you didn’t insert it into the computer! And the era of walkmans! Each day was a new discovery, so to speak.
 
I recently read an article that said teenagers nowadays are happier than those of the previous generation. It said teenagers are handed everything on a platter and unlike the earlier generations they do not have to demand or struggle for anything. How is that happier? If anything, in my opinion, that would lead to stagnation, saturation, terribly short attention spans, and, an utter lack of wonder in the beauty of life.
 
That is what kids today lack – wonder. They are born into a world bursting at the seams with technology that it may or may not need. For instance, what good is an Apple watch? Back when we were kids, a watch with a calculator was considered a hot gadget – and it really was,and hell, it was better than the Apple watch! It terrifies me that kids today wear bored expressions at such a young age. Books don’t hold their interest anymore. They will never know what it was like to wait for the next Harry Potter book. And the shock of discovering plot twists while reading it.
 
My first act of rebellion was at age eight when my group of friends wanted to plant some seeds in a nearby park. My overly-protective father (who, by the way, loves gardening himself) was convinced I would not wash my hands after playing in the mud, and fall ill. Overly-protective, but not really expressive, and as a result the way the message was delivered was, you could say, Amrish Puri-ish! I not only played in the like a kid in one of those detergent commercials (with one of those bogus people called “washing machine scientists”) but also would go to the spot every day to water it and wait for shoots to grow. It didn’t happen for whatever reason, but the waiting, and the anticipation is something kids today will never know, simply because they would rather grow an e-farm on an iPad (irrespective of whether or not you let them – because those are their mild acts of rebellion!) That’s about as much DIY they seem interested in. It does not help either that even schools nowadays show everything using a projector – kids are never going to breathe a dreamy “wow” when their teacher draws a flower on the board, and they will never be called to write on the board themselves. Remember how exciting that was!
 
I used to have a feature on my blog called “Slaves of Technology” which I stopped updating about two years ago. But from the title of the feature, you could probably guess it content! Truth is, I would give anything to let my son discover the world that is beyond the click of a button, to discover the sheer joy of pulling out an earthworm with a stick, to use a camera at more important places than in front any available mirror. And though he may never wait for Harry Potter (that was an exclusive privilege that the 90s kids had) I hope he discovers the joys of books and stories (without me influencing him, of course!) If he ever wants to go planting seeds, he has my full blessing – and a bottle of handwash.
 
 
 
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8 thoughts on “Dragged Out Of Wonderland

  1. Keirthana August 24, 2015 / 6:45 AM

    If feeling like this would make a grandma, then I would be glad to be one. I often rant about such things to my friends and they would say, howmuchever you rant, nothing is going to change. That may be true but it wont stop me from trying to relish that or bring back something from the past.

    I'd say we are the last generation who had a childhood as it was meant to be – Without unnecessary luxuries and over the top technology intrusion into our lives.

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  2. Sreesha Divakaran August 25, 2015 / 5:23 AM

    I know! I have given up ranting, now I just sigh in resigned acceptance.
    Let's hope the future isn't all as bleak as it looks and there are some redeeming factors.

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  3. shanayatales August 28, 2015 / 12:03 AM

    Ok. You have company grandma. 🙂 I echo every single thought of yours. I loved growing up in the 90s and everything that went with it. It is a shame that our children will never know what waiting for the next book in the Potter series is like, but I do hope they will be capture the joy and wonder of reading them, and not succumb to internet spoilers. Sigh.

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    • Sreesha Diva August 28, 2015 / 9:09 AM

      Sigh, yes! But I do fear they will be more of internet addicts than readers. Can you blame them? We make time to read, but we also spend more time on the internet now.

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  4. wool gatherer August 29, 2015 / 4:47 AM

    What you’ve said is so true, Sreesha. But, I also wonder about the role adults play in this scenario. Not just parents but anyone who minds a child – I’ve seen children as little as 2-3 yrs old being given an iPad or a phone to play with while the adults get some ‘me’ time.

    If this becomes the norm rather than the exception, then children today have to work harder at giving flight to their imagination.

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    • Sreesha Diva August 30, 2015 / 6:24 PM

      You’re right. Adults also play a role in exposing their kids to gadgets, but even if they didn’t, it’s all around them. Kids are stubborn too. When they see something, let’s say, “shiny” they’ll argue with all their might to get it. Sadly, most of the shiny things they see are gadgets, and that, like you said, is the biggest imagination killer there is!

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  5. Shailaja/ The Moving Quill August 29, 2015 / 11:30 PM

    Amen to all of that Sreesha. I have successfully kept gadgets away from my daughter these last 9 years but know that she will soon be a part of the tech generation, which is both sad and gratifying. Weird, I know. What pleasure there is in a book! I am so glad she gets to enjoy that today 🙂

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    • Sreesha Diva August 30, 2015 / 6:29 PM

      Shy, you have no idea how much I respect and admire you, and this just made me admire you all the way more, and let me just ask you – HOW, Godmother, HOW! And Wow!
      My son has seen us use the laptop so many times, that when he was around two, he started pretending to “work from home” in front of the laptop, and “attend important meetings” and all that!
      In any case, I am trying my best to get him interested in books. He often sees my nose buried in one, and I am hoping he will imitate that as well, like the work-from-home scenario!

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