Talking to my friend the other day, she casually mentioned that her younger cousin doesn't know who Mr. Bean is. I genuinely had to pause for a second. How does a four-year-old not know Mr. Bean? How does a child grow up without knowing the characters that practically raised an entire generation? It sounds ridiculous when you say it out loud, but it made me realise just how different childhood has become. There was a time when coming home from school meant throwing your bag somewhere, grabbing a snack and rushing towards the television because your favourite cartoon was about to start. There was no scrolling endlessly through hundreds of videos, no algorithm deciding what you should watch next and certainly no option to replay an episode whenever you wanted. You simply waited for it. Then there were the weekends. The kind where waking up early didn't feel like a punishment because there was a Ben 10 movie playing at noon. You'd already seen half of it before, but that didn...
When I realized that writing isn't as hard as how our schools taught us it to be, I started a blog.