“How do you scroll through channels?” She asks, making me think of things like that, things that she may never know:
- How to dial a rotary phone.
- How to load a record player, dropping the needle with the precision of throwing darts at a moving target.
- Winding a cassette tape that has come undone.
- Listening to Sunday’s radio countdown so that you can record your favorite song and replay it over and over.
- The frustration of sitting through the entire radio countdown only to miss recording the first few seconds of your favorite song.
- How to break the tab on a VHS tape to keep someone from recording over your favorite movie, preserved without swear words and full of commercials you cannot skip.
There are so many things that separate my childhood from hers. But right now, she is propped up watching Saturday morning cartoons.
Some experiences need no explanation, they transcend time, connect the generations, and speak a language that is universal.
Yes, Saturday morning cartoons are one of those things. Even if you have to get there by scrolling through the channels.
I am participating in the 9th annual Slice of Life Challenge hosted by Two Writing Teachers. I’d love to hear in the comments other things that I can share with my nine year old, things that make our childhoods seem like a different era.