Phone technology is consistently evolving and with the iPhone’s 10th anniversary looming, I’ve been feeling nostalgic, thinking about my first iPhone.
With all the new phone improvements, it makes me reminisce of a simpler time in the age of technology.
I was a very simple child growing up, I wasn’t obsessed with technology aside from my addiction to watching television. Compared to kids nowadays, I was the exact opposite.
I didn’t have a phone until I was 14, and when I finally did get a phone, it was a Metro PCS phone. My family computer was a pre historic hunk of metal that I had to smack on the side just to load a funny Youtube video.
This isn’t to say I didn’t want technology, I just didn’t know about tech or the extent of its capabilities. I honestly didn’t care either, until I did. I remember the first time I realized that I wasn’t a normal kid. It was the first day of 7th grade and the pink Motorola Razr just came out. Now if you were a teenager at this time, it was impossible not to admire this phone. It was sleek, perfectly girly, and impossibly cool.
So, when I saw that a girl in my class showing off her new pink Razr, I couldn’t help but feel jealous. Everyone flocked around her, trying to see and touch the phone and most of the girls in my class would eventually convince their parents to buy one in the next coming months, except me. I didn’t even have a phone and when I asked my parents for one, they always said it was either too expensive or I didn’t need it.