A funny thing happened when I got home from work last night. Then something sad|something occurred.
As I drove into my street I noticed that there were no street lights on. Every home engulfed in darkness.
Great! The power was out.
When I walked into the house, there was a dull glow from the lounge room where my wife, 22-year old son, 18-year-old daughter and three-year-old cavoodle were sitting around a small torch.
No lights, no TV and no heating. But there was something: conversation.
This is not to say we don’t talk in my house, it’s just unusual that all people are in the one room at the one time actually sharing stories as to what we had done that day.
My wife then decided it may be fun to play a game. What the?
Therefore, amid a few quizzical looks between myself, my son, my daughter as well as the cavoodle, up jumped my wife to begin a game of charades.
One by one we got up and made complete fools of ourselves, laughing our way through a single random clue to another.
From films, to books, to music and movie stars… we hopelessly covered just about every spectrum.
It’s not that we are a disorder family, not by any stretch, but because we had been laughing I had been trying to remember the last time we had done anything like this as household.
Then something really sad happened.
Not one of us expressed our disappointment at the time, but I suspect all of us felt it.
The power came back on. In an instant the house lit up like Times Square on New Year’s Eve.
My son’s feet barely touched the carpet as he bolted up the stairs into his room to resume his Playstation battle with a partner… my daughter was in tow, heading to her room also.
My wife and I then started scrolling through the TV menu to see what was on. The cavoodle curled up on the couch|up to start snoozing.
So annoyed was I that the power had been restored, I really contemplated heading outside to flick the switch to simulate another toaster.
However what it reinforced to me was how technology has now taken over the lives of Australians and how the art of dialogue was eroded.
There is nothing more demoralising to see children at restaurants, with their parents, glued to their phones or iPads.
Even more demoralising is seeing that the parents glued to their devices. We need a form of electronic|of detox to restore the balance|the balance to be restored by a type of digital|of detox.
Few of us could actually go through a day with assessing our phones, the withdrawals are like attempting to give us smoking.
The difference is: kicking the smoking habit is a hell of a lot easier.
It is a real challenge that faces almost every Australian household, but I suspect in the case of my home there is no turning back.
The best I can hope for is another power outage.
Sooner rather than later to be honest, because I’ve got a ripper charade:-LRB-*****)
– Six words
– Fifth word: (suggestion) not forward
– Sixth word: sounds like “mime”
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