When I was a kid, I loved the weekends. We would sleep in and mom or dad would make pancakes or eggs. We would sit at the table and hang out while catching up after the busyness of the week. There were no cell phones or laptops. Heck, there wasn’t even internet in my town until I was much older and still we never had a computer in the house.
Now a days, weekends are filled with laptops on every table. My husband spends hours catching up on work and email and my daughter fills in answer after answer on physics packets in between writing papers for AP Language Arts. My sons weekends are filled with studying, searching for answers on study guides and five weeklong projects and a new theme paper every single week.
What in the world is happening to our lives? Does no one have respect for anyone’s time anymore? People need a break, a pause in the unfortunate normalcy of the nonstop week. Will kids be smarter and better because we jam work down their throats on weekends too? Will the small profit to a company be a trade for stress, depression, high blood pressure and obesity from countless hours at a table typing letters on a device that robs us of moments of our precious lives?
Weekends should be a time to rest. Recuperation is necessary both physically and mentally. How can we perform at our best level if we are expected to be on 24/7. I think it’s a shame. Our time to talk, to love and bond are being replaced by ridiculous science projects that don’t do anything but frustrate the hell out of everyone. Chatting with our teens has been replaced by sitting near them while they try and finish up their work. And relationships? We have become threesomes- 2 people and a technological device.
Shame on schools and corporations and shame on people like me who allow it to happen. At the end of our life, we will be dead. We cannot take our work ethic, our job, our degree or our money with us when we go. Think about that when you decide how to spend the few hours you have this weekend. Make them count! Be the change you wish to see in the world. Make a stand. Say no.m
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When we were working, we’d always try and get out at the weekend. Saturdays were for visiting the parents, and Sundays was for us and the dog. I got fed up hearing my workmates moaning about boredom, so Hubby and I organised a treasure hunt in the New Forest. The things people actually SAW for the first time in familiar surroundings was quite amazing. 🙂
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I bet. What a great idea
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It was a lot of fun anyway.
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I agree 100%. I try to make every effort to not bring work home, doesn’t always work though!
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At least you try 🙂
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Thank you for the wake-up call! You made me remember my childhood weekends (back in the dark ages) when the shops closed at lunchtime on Saturday and there was only the small corner café open until 8.00 on Monday morning. It was a life free of computers, cell phones and go, go, go … bliss!!!!!
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Yes. Those were the days. I’m sad my kids will never experience that and boy do I long to have them back.
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