Friday, March 1, 2019
But I don't remember my phone number (SOL19 #1)
Mrs. Suomi, can I call my mom?
I forgot my iPad.
I forgot I have musical practice after school.
I need my basketball jersey.
My lunch is still in the car.
I left my permission slip on the counter.
Immediately following their request the words spill out of my mouth without even thinking.
Do you know your phone number?
Sometimes they do. Most times they don't. While looking up their number on our management system my co-teacher and I always explain the importance of knowing the phone number of a parent just in case of an emergency. The kids nod, but wait patiently to get the phone number written on a post it. They make the call, then throw the post it away.
Yesterday, a student approached my co-teacher, Kim. Kim had the same conversation we always do, but then added one of our across the classroom talks.
Yes Ms. Van Wyk?
Do you still remember phone numbers from when you were a little girl?
I do. I memorized all of my friend's phone numbers In fact, I can remember my father's work phone number and he RETIRED when I was in 5th grade. And THAT was a long time ago.
I can even remember the sounds that the keys made when I dialed. My best friend Kathleen's number went... Boop boop booop - boop boop boooop boop.
Just hearing those boops brought me back to running to the phone to call my best friend, or my dad, or my uncle, or ANYONE that could possibly answer.
I don't think of myself as old, or at least I don't try to... but there are some moments where I can't help but notice how different kids have it today than it was even 10-15 years ago. It's crazy to think that "kids these days" may not have those same types of memories but a whole different experience. I can't help but wonder what they will notice is different with "kids these days" as they become old like me.