Generation Z

When I saw this kid playing on the ground, I smiled with delight. I watched them till the game was over. It was good to see children enjoying the freedom of their time and hearing the ordinary laughter from them.

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I was in the generation that stays in the street to play all kinds of games, roam around with rented bicycle, record songs on the cassettes, watch movies on VHS and appreciates small, black and white TV screen.

I had a great time back when everything was so simple and  just hated the noon time NAP.

At present, I pity those kids who can’t be able to connect without using the social network and lacking of personal interaction, who never experience the real fun behind the wide screen of expensive PlayStation and Xbox, those who have never covered their faces with dirt and sweat. I feel sympathy for those who will only remember their childhood as a mere shadow of growing than joy and pleasure.

Who’s to be blamed then?

To the parents who thought that setting rules, conditions and guidelines will make their children look disciplined and controlled?

Who became lost in nostalgia and wanted their kids to accomplish what they have not achieved, then sheltered them only in the four corners?

To the parents who are more involved in career than their children’s emotional needs, tend to drown them with materials consolation?

Parents who don’t want to disturb by their children, raised them by TV set, electronics & gadgets and continuously disconnected to peers?

Are we the worst generation parents ever? 

Let’s give our children space to find their spot in our society. Allow them to make a childhood bruises and blunders. Let them have their “own” success and failures. Help them to identify who they are. Loose them a little, but not too much.

Please let them play outside, literally.

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