Today I was thinking about the tales my father told me when I complained about things as a kid.
You know what I mean. "When I was your age I had to walk forty miles to school in snow, and I had to share a pair of shoes with my brother." That type of thing.
So I was thinking, what will I tell my kid when she is old enough, and she probably wont believe me?
For starters, where I grew up there was only two TV channels. A commercial one, and a government run one. And my school had one computer. It was on a trolley, and was wheeled around the school to the class where it was required.
What have you got?
You know what I mean. "When I was your age I had to walk forty miles to school in snow, and I had to share a pair of shoes with my brother." That type of thing.
So I was thinking, what will I tell my kid when she is old enough, and she probably wont believe me?
For starters, where I grew up there was only two TV channels. A commercial one, and a government run one. And my school had one computer. It was on a trolley, and was wheeled around the school to the class where it was required.
What have you got?