Five of us were having lunch at Chinese Box yesterday. Among us were three grandmothers. Of course the conversation gravitated to the cute, wonderful grandchildren. The two singles listened but were not able to participate. Then the inevitable happened. Out came the hand phones holding the digital photographs of their pride and joy. The phones got passed around and the "ooohs" and "ahhhs" were exchanged. My dear sister dug into her bag and whipped out the printed copy of her grandchildren. She was just as proud of them on paper as the other grandmothers were on their phones. I must say it was easier to view and there were fewer squints and frowns.
I smiled. I thought I would have felt embarrassed that my sister was not as tech savvy as the others. Surprisingly I felt a sense of pride. She dared to be old fashioned. She was so proud of her grandchildren, it never bothered her that they were not on her hand phone. They were nicely printed on paper and securely kept in her handbag.
Bravo sister! Way to go!
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