My husband and I were invited to a birthday cookout for a friend of ours and his daughter. It took place at his parents' house, which they had built out in the country. It's one of those places built on the edge of farmland, a big house on a big lot with only a few neighbors and lots of quiet. After things had gotten dark most of the kids starting chasing each other around, one of them had a flashlight. I stood there, holding our son, thinking about my childhood and the few years we lived in Western Kentucky (Calvert City).
I remember innocent nights in a small town playing flashlight tag or hide and seek with flashlights and it made me feel good to see that kids still did that. My husband even commented on having similar memories. Then our friend happened by and point out the feint glow of the cell phones his oldest daughter and her friends were using--probably to text each other. He said, "Ah the 21st century child", we had a good laugh and he went on to visit with other guests.
The 21st century child. One minute firmly planted in a traditional childhood with only a simple flashlight to entertain them and the next they've got their cell phones out to see who texted them.
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