A Twitter friend of mine (I won't mention who for ethical reasons) recently tweeted about the content she found on her son's phone while browsing his inbox. Apparently some of her son's girl-friends (as opposed to 'girlfriends') have been sending him photos of their boobs and bums... He's 15 and they must be 14 or so.
I have no problems with her browsing her son's inbox. In fact, I applaud it. Parents need to be hands on with their kids. They need to know their kids' friends and families. They need to know what their kids are watching on TV, playing online, and saying on Mxit and their phones. They have a responsibility to ensure their kids are safe and that their kids learn how to conduct themselves out there in the ether.
What I want to know is - what would you do if you found inappropriate (particularly sexual) content on your kid's phone?
Or, from the other side, what would you do if you found out your kid was SENDING inappropriate (particularly sexual) content to another kid?
As a child, I once (very nearly) sent a very inappropriate letter to my boyfriend. The night after I wrote it I had left it in my room, intending to post it the next afternoon. When I got home from school, it was gone. I asked my mom about it, and she mentioned that she had read it, and then destroyed it because there was no way she would allow me to send that sort of letter to anyone.
I was LIVID. How DARE she read my mail! How DARE she read something that was private!
I was also highly embarrassed. I knew, inherently, that what I'd written was inappropriate. I knew, in my heart, that I had pushed beyond the boundaries, and I was furious that I'd been caught out.
As the years passed though, and having kids of my own, I realised my mother's actions were wise. She'd saved me from myself, and from harming myself. (Of course, I went and harmed myself in other ways later... I seemed rather hell bent on doing that... but that's another story for another day, another post.)
When I read my friend's tweet, my instant reaction was that I wouldn't just talk to my son, I would contact the other parents and tell them what their kids were sending out. Why? Because if I were the mother of those girls, I would want to know. I would want to know that my daughter was putting herself at risk.
Because, let's face it, if you're 14 and sending that kind of photo around, the boys are going to think you're easy, or a slut, and they're going to try and get in your pants. Let's face it, if boys think you're easy, and decide to try and get in your pants, you could be in a LOT of trouble. You could be raped, or worse - you could wind up dead.
What would you do though? Would you just leave it? Would you talk to your son? Would you confiscate his phone, or restrict his usage of it? Would you talk to the girls? Would you talk to their parents? Would you show their parents what the girls sent?
Showing posts with label phones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label phones. Show all posts
Friday, July 22, 2011
Friday, September 19, 2008
Snap shot of frustration
I am so annoyed! I love everything about my phone, except its camera. After upgrading from pre-pay to contract, I chose what I thought was a nice phone. OK, admittedly, I chose it on the spur of the moment, while listening over the phone to the description the guy on the other end was giving me. Admittedly, the line was awful. But the point remains that I thought I was getting a decent phone. And it is - except for the camera.
I love the way my phone's menus are set up, and the extent to which I can customise the display. I love the shortcuts. I love the fact that is has an FM radio built in. I love the feel of it in my hand. I love the keys. I even love the colour.
But I hate the camera. Why? It's like anything - when you're used to quality, to have to step back leaves one in the depths of frustration. Not only does my camera NOT have a flash, but it doesn't even have a 'night' mode. It's optical zoom is pathetic and it takes rubbish photos. So now I can't just snap Nellie doing something cute, because I know it's not going to come out. It's simply not worth the effort.
And that really makes me sad. I want to be able to capture my daughter (or anything else, for that matter) on the spur of the moment.
So - me thinks I'm going to have to get another phone. You see, now that I have an FM radio, I just CAN'T go back to my old phone (the one with the very cool camera!)... I'm too used to listening to the radio at all times and in all places. And this is how materialism gets it's filthy little claws into one.
Beware! Beware! Lest ye fall into the same trap! Beware! Ye should ALWAYS do ye homework first - NEVER, NEVER buy something without having done ye research.
I love the way my phone's menus are set up, and the extent to which I can customise the display. I love the shortcuts. I love the fact that is has an FM radio built in. I love the feel of it in my hand. I love the keys. I even love the colour.
But I hate the camera. Why? It's like anything - when you're used to quality, to have to step back leaves one in the depths of frustration. Not only does my camera NOT have a flash, but it doesn't even have a 'night' mode. It's optical zoom is pathetic and it takes rubbish photos. So now I can't just snap Nellie doing something cute, because I know it's not going to come out. It's simply not worth the effort.
And that really makes me sad. I want to be able to capture my daughter (or anything else, for that matter) on the spur of the moment.
So - me thinks I'm going to have to get another phone. You see, now that I have an FM radio, I just CAN'T go back to my old phone (the one with the very cool camera!)... I'm too used to listening to the radio at all times and in all places. And this is how materialism gets it's filthy little claws into one.
Beware! Beware! Lest ye fall into the same trap! Beware! Ye should ALWAYS do ye homework first - NEVER, NEVER buy something without having done ye research.
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