“Kid’s don’t remember their best day of television”
Every time I come across this sentiment, I cringe laugh. It’s just so antiquated, I’m sorry! Far out, we are so afraid of screens right? And maybe especially of kids enjoying screens. The horror!
Also, uh is it even true? I have a sneaking suspicion that they actually might, you know, remember. I know I do from when I was a child.
I remember carefully selecting the menu of snacks and the anticipation of the witty commentary my family would contribute to that nights entertainment. I still look forward to particular shows, shared with the family I grew up with because I remember how it felt. That ever nostalgic comforting feeling.
Sometimes, when I am particularly anxious, I watch Spongebob. I’m counting on those memories to be there.
And sure I have memories of other things too; rollerblading every weekend and the beach, windy mountain tracks and my beloved bike. But brains, oh they are so clever and they can remember many things, oh so very many things.
Including the shame that develops when a parent dismisses and belittles their joy.
I’m not afraid of screens. I am afraid of a person feeling conflicted about embracing their enjoyment in something to comfort their parent’s conditioned fears. Because the resounding sentiment of that quote is true; you only have one existence…. why would you want someone to spend it shrinking their fun?