Joanie lived in a village in the middle of nowhere. It was the sort of village where everyone knew everyone and everyone's business. When she was 11 she was given a watch and a chunky secondhand Nokia with a pay-as-you-go sim. This was the beginning of Joanie's independence. Since Joanie was going to secondary school in the next village over, her mum felt it was important to have a way to contact home if there were any school bus problems and Joanie would need a lift. It was also safer, Joanie's mum said if she wanted to meet a friend after school.
When I was 8 I watched the moon landing. I wasn’t actually alive for the real moon landing but my grandpa had a video and an old player for it in his shed. He was ‘saving it for a rainy day’. I was one of the few kids in my class who knew what a video was and wasn’t accustomed to DVDs and (soon) Bluray. It has occurred to me, since then, that my younger family members may only remember Netflix as a source of on-demand entertainment.
It’s far too easy to assume that I would be just another twenty-something with a chip on my shoulder. But, you see, you would be right to assume that. Obviously, the world has ‘done me wrong’ and all that stuff that millennials say all the time. It doesn’t help us (by the way).