My knowledge on the subject of Electronics, I would like to say is vast. Yes, I would like to say, but that would be a bald-faced lie. Sir Bob would reject this article as “Fake News” and I’d be run out of Bataan on a rail, if we had tracks here, more than likely it would be a large piece of bamboo used to remove me.
My niece and granddaughter are BFF’s aside from being cousins. Clamire Shay is now 17 and is the last child of Mayang’s twin sister Clara. So yes their names at birth were “Maria-Clara. Were they named after the iconic Philippine dress of the same name or the local Sangria Wine? (Also Maria Clara) I really don’t know and don’t think I ever will
Shay-Shay (The nickname for my niece) was born in December 1999 and could be considered a Millennial which is a misused word in the states. But she was at my house every day as a baby and toddler. And I’m her “Tito Daddy Paul” albeit Cesar is her Papa. Cesar worked for me for three years finishing up all the projects around the house. He is very talented.
Back on the telecommunications subject before I wander off on a new tangent. My niece and granddaughter are the real experts in telecommunications as most “REAL” millennial are.
Shay goes to High School at Columbian College; because of her outgoing personality, she is quite popular. The front of my house is covered with an 11 X 20-foot tent so when her group of classmates comes up they will sometimes hang at my house. I stock soda and snacks and enjoy their company. I appear, greet, and then disappear, as it should be as an old folk!
You would expect noise, laughing and tomfoolery from that many teenagers in a group. I’ve looked out and have seen as many as ten kids hunched over all staring at their smartphones. I wondered about the poor outcast that didn’t own a phone, how their life must suck! My biggest problem at that age was a flat tire on my bike.
I described this before; here in Olongapo was a large group of former shipmates meeting around town, consuming bottled chilled beverages and spreading sea stories as old sailors sometimes will. One of our shipmates took to texting without end. We attempted to show him the error of his ways. We would wait until he made a head call, and move to another table leaving his space and stuff at the old table. When he’d ask what’s up, we’d tell him we wanted to give him privacy while he was texting his friends while ignoring the friends he was sitting with.
Then we imposed a texting tax, those who ignored their live friends, to be with cyberspace friends would purchase the table a round of drinks. We drank a lot of free drinks, but the problem never ended. I left a gathering at his house because of his cell phone and seldom visited with him again.
I’m pleased I missed that technological period in history that youth are slaves to now, with everyone toting their personal “Electronic Lease” around with them. Better them than me!
High Schools and schools of Higher Learning now recommend that students take a 20-minute nap twice a day, not to refresh themselves but to disconnect from the Smart Phones once in awhile, and lower their stress levels.
But I love naps and would carry a phone just to have those forced naps. The Philippines is a country that loves their naps, and they are blessed with the ability to nap at any time or anywhere! A trait we should all develop.