Week Without Electronics: Personal Narrative

It all started because my family was going to Jack’s basketball game for the day, and my parents let me miss school. Missing school always was nice because I could have a day off, but I hated making up the work. It was always hard for me to understand the material without someone explaining it to me. My parents made me get my work the day

afternoon and announced to my mom that I was thinking about skipping school the next day

May 8th 2014, a Thursday night on a school night. At the time, I was 13, nearly finished with middle school and soon to be graduating onto high school. On this particular night, I sit at my kitchen table across from my older sister, both grasping our 3DS's playing our favorite game at the time: Animal Crossing. In the midst of an intense competition of catching fruit as we race against the clock, my mom moseys into the kitchen and sits between us. She demands that we put down our consoles. My sister complies, whereas I ignore her and attempt to finish up my game. My mom then forces me to end my game, explaining that she desperately needs my attention. She gathers herself and thinks for a moment, finally spitting out the words “I'm moving out”.

One beautiful Monday morning, everything was calm (for now). I woke up very fresh, excited, and ready to go to school! It was a nice and sunny day, the best way to start a week. I woke up at 6:00 a.m and had a lot of time to get ready for the school day. After that I wore my clothes, did my hair, and brushed My teeth. Next, I had breakfast that included cereal, milk, and apple juice. My sister and I went outside and saw that my dad was waiting for us to get in the car, so that he can take us to school.

In her article titled “Are You Addicted to Your Phone? ...not to mention video games? (Psst: They're designed to do just that!)” she validates the position that video games are addictive. She mentions multiply cases where high school students failed to study or attend extra-curricular studies because of their addiction to video games. Scharper writes about several kids to have had negative effects from social media, from losing sleep, to skipping out on help at charity events, social media and video game addiction. After explaining the problem with video games and app, Scharper gives a few helpful tips for beating the addiction. She ends the article with a few victory stories from kids who learned to limit their use of video games and social

The school day did not start out as the normal routine and I was not used to this. I came in the classroom, set my backpack in my cubbie, and the teacher was watching the television screen. I cannot recollect what my teacher told the class about the events. Either I was too young to remember what she said or I was not paying attention. After everyone settled down, Mrs. Scholar began the school day. I remember some kids were leaving school. Their parents came and picked them up after just dropping them off an hour ago. Some of my classmates did not come to school that day at all. I

Next, I went through almost my entire daily routine. The whole third grade finally had recess. Third grade was the last to go to recess in the whole school. Some people went to the playground to go on the swings or the monkey bars. Some went to the blacktop and others went to the parking lot. I ran to the blacktop because I had promised my friend John that I would play soccer with him.

Learning how to read and right I remember it like it was yesterday. I thought I would never be able to read and write as well as I wanted to do. I was homeschooled because I was on the gymnastics competition team, I was the youngest on there for a while. I used to train five to six hours a day, there for all the girls homeschooled but we all had to bring in our work on Friday to talk about what we had do and learned that week. I used to dread Fridays because I always felt behind because I was the youngest all the girls used to tell me that they were the same as me when they were my age. There was a teacher that came in on Fridays for English and math, she would always tell me I was fine, that I was at where I needed to be. My mom left the biggest

Author Zoe Kleinman reports to BBC News about technology addiction in her article, Are We Addicted to Technology? Kleinmann observed Dr Nerina Ramlakhan, a sleep and energy expert, in her clinic in central London. She poorly cites that tech-related burnout is common and leads to a low productivity and exhaustion. Kleinman quotes Ramlakhan, “They go to bed but can’t sleep, or fall asleep exhausted and wake up tired. People started telling me they couldn’t switch their brains off.” A majority of Ramlakhan’s patients spend a tremendous amount of time in front of their screens, even when they’re trying to sleep at night. It affects their sleep drastically. Kleinman does not provide enough information about tech-related burnout. Instead, states

Quite a while ago, I was taking 8th grade at Correia Middle School. It was a few months into the 2nd semester, and I already lost my phone because I had a “D” in one of my classes, and only my computer was available to use for entertainment and resources (my sister and I had computers that we could use for recreation and homework, but my sister’s was taken away at the time), so my sister and I had to share it. My dad put a password on the computer that we had so we don’t use it for non-productive stuff when we’re supposed to be doing homework, chores, or other things we do daily. But one day, before my dad was going to karate classes, he forgot to log the computer off before he left the house. After waiting until he drove out of sight, I did one of the most regretful things. I snuck

I would meet my friends in 2nd period where our teacher would let us play games if we were done with all our work. We tried to get better at using the keyboard by games such as minecraft and others were still hard to control even though we knew the controls. My day would fly by like this and i would not even notice it unless my friends kept me awake. At exactly 12:00, I went to lunch and there i again got to see other friends and from them i heard that they had made a statistic list for keeping track of gaming ranks and as expected, when i looked on the board, me and Dakota were at the bottom of the list. After the long day, i would go home and try to relax after finishing my homework but that was impossible since i would always get teased about being at the bottom of the list on social media. Despite that, i was determined to keep up a high spirit and started finishing all my chores.As i was doing my chores, my dad came home and told us he had important news that he wanted to tell us. We all gathered around the living room and heard that in a couple months, we would be moving to

I went to school on November fourteenth, but then I didn’t make another appearance until ten days later. On the fifteenth everything changed and I became so raw and numb all at the same time. So much so that I couldn’t even handle looking at one history question or algebra problem for almost a week, something of which I normally I enjoy. Normally homework can relax me, and make me not think about everything else that’s happening in my life. Not this though; this was so big that even the most complicated algebra question couldn’t solve it.

To begin with, dad takes us to school and gets mad that we missed the bus. So we go into the school and eat breakfast. Then we go upstairs to our regular classes. Well the day went by pretty fast, it was almost time to load the buses and go home. Everyone is leaving the school including the teachers. The only person still at the school is the janitor. As of right now all of the

So i was in fourth grade and it was winter. Me and my friends would always go on the swings at recess and there was only about four of us. Kaitlyn, Annah, Olivia, and me. One day at lunch i got taken to the office and i didn't know why. It was me and about 10 other girls and boys in my grade. They told us we were all in trouble for what happened at recess. I still had no clue why i was there. They said we couldn't play a game called king of the hill anymore because people were getting hurt. I never even played with the other kids in the office and i was getting in trouble

Every day for the past nine years of my life I have slowly been letting technology brainwash me. It all started with my first cell phone in fourth grade, the phone was gift and it was just another toy to play with. At the time cell phones did not do much and had little purpose for a fourth grader. I started to young, almost like a drug, initially I used the cell phone periodically but as time progressed and the products quality increased I started getting addicted. This not only for cell phones but with every piece of technology like televisions, computers, tablets, and many more ingenious pieces of technology that are on the market today. The point is, no one is just living anymore but practically digitally living where technology is now a crutch, it is addicting, and more than anything it is powerful.