These days, our generation is glued to our phones. What do we do when
we're waiting for a ride? Look at our phones. What do we do when we're
at dinner with our friends? Phones. What do we do when we're relaxing by
the pool or on a beach? You guessed it: phones. I mean our parents and
grandparents are right: we are glued to our phones. And it's dumb. Think
about it. No, really think about it. Dumb.
Really though: The fact that we can't hold a conversation without
looking down at our phones when we hear the buzz of a text message. The
fact that we can't go on a date without "quickly" checking snapchat or
Instagram (just one second I swear, I just saw that Emily sent me
something I have to see what it is). The fact that we cannot have a
relaxing movie night at home without glancing at our cellphones
throughout the boring parts. It's all so sad.
I go up to my camp a lot. And when I do, we always take a trip to the
beach on a good beach day (which FYI-is every day that it's not thunder
and lightning). And over the course of this summer, I've found myself
sitting on the beach on my phone. When I wasn't swimming, or sun
bathing, or talking with family, I was silently scrolling through
Instagram, or checking my texts. Or just aimlessly looking at the
screen. I wasn't staring at the gorgeous water in front of me. I was on
my damn phone!
But I learned something from my sister and mom, who bring books to the
beach. Yes, you read that right: real books. Not on an iPad. They bring
real books to the beach to read. Crazy right? I know. I didn't even
think they made books anymore (I'm totally kidding, for those of you who
can't read sarcasm). But after the entire summer of seeing my sister
flip through page after page on the beach, I decided that I would give
it a go. And guess what: I love it.
I used to love reading when I was younger. You know, before I had a
phone. Before I filled every free second or every blimp of boredom with
my phone. I used to love to read, because it would inspire me to write.
It would take me to a whole different place than the one I was in. I
could wrap myself up in a story, and I could forget things going on in
my real life, and fully immerse myself in the storyline and the
characters. But when books became boring (I associated them with
textbooks and school), I gave up on reading.
But this past couple weeks, I've been reading. I would read at work when
it was slow, and I would mostly read at the beach. And then, instead of
watching YouTube videos and scrolling through social media in bed at
night before I fell asleep, I would turn on the bedside lamp, and I
would read. I know, I'm so shocked by myself. But I fell in love with
reading again. I fell in love with getting to lose myself in the
stories. And I loved being able to turn off the light at night, close my
book, and head right to bed, not having to let me eyes real from the
light of my cellphone.
If you're around my age (or worse, younger and even more obsessed with
your phone), then this whole "reading" thing probably seems absurd to
you. It probably seems like it's not worth the time, and that it's
boring. But I challenge all of you reading this (on your phones, no
doubt) to actually read. Read for fun. Don't just associate reading with
school. Fall in love with the stories, and the characters. Put your
phone down for 15 minutes (put it on silent so you can really focus on
the book) and just read. And then I swear, you'll get so caught up in
the story that you'll forget to check your snapchat, or your Twitter.
You'll realize that our phones, our social media accounts, the digital
world, isn't the only way to fill free time.