Two minutes noodles, pancakes of 5 mins, Pressure cooker to boil the rice faster. Emails to send messages in real time or secs apart. That is the generation I am in. And this bags the question of, with this fast paced technology at my disposal, equipment that my parents and grand parents didn’t have, why does it look like they have and lived a better life than what we have now.
Our childhood memories are exactly that memories. The little games that made us children are almost extinct. My nephew will not take his eyes off jimjam and my niece will not stop watching Sopia the first and Lions guard.
I remember my growing up days, I always looked for reasons to be outside despite the many slaps that got me. It was fun running down the streets, playing football with tires as the post, skipping robes, tenten etc.
Growing up then was not the sole responsibility of our parents. I even have a Yoruba name in my birth certificate. My neighbours chose one for me and my parents obliged them.
Maybe I am just ranting and there is nothing to this but I fear daily for what our children are going to be forced to be.
Now we dare not leave our female children with....see more



https://livelystones.com.ng/the-instant-noodles-generation-this-weeks-musing-by-agie/