The boys have a frog cornered in a low patch on the far side of the lot that has filled with rain from last night’s storm. I’m walking back to the house with Saffron when a boy steps out of one of the other town houses.
“Hey, are they your kids,” he asks.
“Yep, two boys,” I know they’ll be excited to have another kid join them.
He looks across at them curiously, then asks “do they have a Wii?”
“Nope.”
“Do they have a playstation?”
“Nope”
“What do they have to play with?”
“Well right now they have a frog.” I smile, expecting him to go down there.
Instead his eyes glaze over.
“Oh.” He turns and goes back into his house.
I’m not saying all electronics is bad, or that there’s no fun value in playing electronic games. I’d be lying to say I don’t zone out with a couple computer games too.
But when chasing frogs through a mud puddle becomes borning, you’ve lost an important part of childhood. And life.
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