Friday, August 10, 2012

Olympic TV

For a few years we were
television-free.
Our youngest at the time 
seemed unusually calm 
when she was born,
as she grew, began to walk.
The whole household
was calm. No conflicts over
who wanted to watch what or
when or or why that 
program was inappropriate.
We talked and played
and colored and
did the stuff people who don't
have televisions do.
And then: the Olympics.
We bought a set to watch the
Games, dinosaur by today's standards.
Fast forward several years.
No tv in India. No electricity, at times.
We talked and played
and colored and
did the stuff people who don't
have televisions (or electricity) do.
We have five televisions now, 
which is just embarrassing,
not to mention iPods and computers
and xBox and phones that do
everything they do, plus you can
call people to tell them about it.
It's not all that calm now. Ever.
I can't remember the last time
anyone around here colored.
The Olympics are fun to watch,
however, over the top of the
Netflix show I'm watching with
headphones on my laptop.



(c) Ellen Gillette, 2012.

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