quinta-feira, 6 de março de 2008

Those bloody SMS

This could come from someone who is alergic to mobile phones or to their tiny little keys. It could also come from people of older generations but the fact is that many older people are now keen on text messaging - my mother does it, even if it looks like Morse Code, she still gets it through.

It actually comes from me, as a teacher. I cannot bear the continuous clicking of kids' thumbs on their favourite pet machine. Supposedly, students/ teenagers see themselves as complete individuals if other people actually pay attention to them. This happens if they receive many messages (SMS). In order to receive them, it might be a good idea sending them first. The recipient feels the obligation of answering you back- no matter how unpleasant it might be for him or her.

To make teenagers feel the "love" presented by SMS feedback, mobile operators offer them thousands... let me repeat that ...THOUSANDS of free messages. Let there be love circling around communication waves! Good idea. Let me introduce you to the consequences of this brilliant idea:

* teenagers, and most younger kids have gained a new organ - it vibrates, sings, rings, and you can even play with it (there's no sexual pun intended). It is not attached to the body but you might endanger the child's sanity by taking it away from her.

* the concept of paying attention in the classroom is officially dead because this organ is way too active (the free messages from the operators were a priceless contribution).

* the language is no longer the same because it has been changed in order to fit a mobile screen (poix; pk; beixs).

* the last one worries me because the new generations are mutating - their thumbs look like the paws of rhinos: big, fat and round.

3 comentários:

Gilinho disse...

eheheheh... realmente deves sofrer com esta "moda" (se fosse a ti espancava a primeira pessoa que se cruze contigo e que saibas que trabalha num desses operadores)!
Mais uma vez se prova que não alinho em modas... odeio enviar SMS (e tu bem sabes isso :-)) e, apesar de roer as unhas, as minhas mãos ainda não de asemelham às patas de um rinoceronte (ou será que sim?!).

Cassandra disse...

You have beautiful "paws" and you know it. But if you want, we can: "queres andar à porrada?!" ehehe

Cassandra disse...

Reparem o que aconteceu a uma senhora professora de um liceu do Porto quando tentou retirar o telemóvel a uma aluna... "DÁ-ME O TELEMÓVEL JÁ!!!!"