What age did you get a phone? 16? 18? Well what about when you were five?
Phones are a part of everyone's day to day life. To call a friend, for directions, even to pay for your shopping! But what age is it really necessary to have a phone?
It is frightening to think about the number of children who have been exposed to the likes of social media, violent video games and phones at an extremely young age. Do we want their childhood to be lost before it even started? Their poor, poor minds made to grow up before they experience the world of imaginary friends and stuffed toys that come alive when they leave the room. Their eyes that see the explicit image of ripping someone apart with a machine gun before they even know how to walk. Is this what the world has come to? An imaginary nightmare and this complete delusional world everyone is in together?
I am sure that you will agree that social media is the source of all mental health problems. Constant hours spent flicking through pictures of slim and toned models living in their hill-top mansions and enjoying their 'perfect lives'. Perfect? Or just another delusional fantasy that we fall for? Unrealistic body types and overly priced houses that everyone longs for. From a picture. A meaningless picture that is exposed to the eyes of a four year-old and suddenly they are under the spell as well. Hunting for diets, looking for easy ways to get money, and the constant feel of atelophobia that will haunt us, even on the best of days.
I know from experience that I had a phone from an age a lot younger than when my parents did. The common phrase, "You kids don't know how lucky you are". It's not until now that I realise that they were the lucky ones. It was a need for me to have a phone. All my friends did. And when going out, I needed one in the world we live in today.
To conclude, I think that the children of this day are made to grow up before their time and are lost into the world of fantasy. Yet, before they get the onism, it's too late, and they are too old to even live their lives the way they should. A waste of a life... gone. An innocent child growing up with no experience or knowledge of the real world around them. Deeply relying on the features on a phone to get them through the day. Ending up lonely and bed-ridden, but not knowing any differently. Leaving them with no communication skill, no memories, and not even a friend to fall back on. Nothing!
But this is normal, right? The 'circle of life'. The ongoing train that never stops - it just keeps going. On and on and on and on. And when our time on earth is done, life still goes on. Your phone battery has died but someone else will just plug in the charger and - a new life. Another innocent little baby... oh, and here you go, welcome to the world and here is your phone. It's wrong, unnecessary, but it will never change! Welcome to reality.
Phones are a part of everyone's day to day life. To call a friend, for directions, even to pay for your shopping! But what age is it really necessary to have a phone?
It is frightening to think about the number of children who have been exposed to the likes of social media, violent video games and phones at an extremely young age. Do we want their childhood to be lost before it even started? Their poor, poor minds made to grow up before they experience the world of imaginary friends and stuffed toys that come alive when they leave the room. Their eyes that see the explicit image of ripping someone apart with a machine gun before they even know how to walk. Is this what the world has come to? An imaginary nightmare and this complete delusional world everyone is in together?
I am sure that you will agree that social media is the source of all mental health problems. Constant hours spent flicking through pictures of slim and toned models living in their hill-top mansions and enjoying their 'perfect lives'. Perfect? Or just another delusional fantasy that we fall for? Unrealistic body types and overly priced houses that everyone longs for. From a picture. A meaningless picture that is exposed to the eyes of a four year-old and suddenly they are under the spell as well. Hunting for diets, looking for easy ways to get money, and the constant feel of atelophobia that will haunt us, even on the best of days.
I know from experience that I had a phone from an age a lot younger than when my parents did. The common phrase, "You kids don't know how lucky you are". It's not until now that I realise that they were the lucky ones. It was a need for me to have a phone. All my friends did. And when going out, I needed one in the world we live in today.
To conclude, I think that the children of this day are made to grow up before their time and are lost into the world of fantasy. Yet, before they get the onism, it's too late, and they are too old to even live their lives the way they should. A waste of a life... gone. An innocent child growing up with no experience or knowledge of the real world around them. Deeply relying on the features on a phone to get them through the day. Ending up lonely and bed-ridden, but not knowing any differently. Leaving them with no communication skill, no memories, and not even a friend to fall back on. Nothing!
But this is normal, right? The 'circle of life'. The ongoing train that never stops - it just keeps going. On and on and on and on. And when our time on earth is done, life still goes on. Your phone battery has died but someone else will just plug in the charger and - a new life. Another innocent little baby... oh, and here you go, welcome to the world and here is your phone. It's wrong, unnecessary, but it will never change! Welcome to reality.
They explain why kids shouldn't have mobile phones in deataild writiing they have also putnin an argunment and refered to a phrase athere parents told her
ReplyDeleteThey explain why kids shouldn't have mobile phones in deataild writiing they have also putnin an argunment and refered to a phrase athere parents told her
ReplyDeleteHi Xaine,
DeleteI agree - the arguments are well structured and there is some nice storytelling here.
Miss C.