We were asked in our technology class at Kennesaw to consider the implications of Web 2.0 for not only teaching, but for society as a whole. While there’s an infinite number of topics I could write about here, I’m going to start out by saying as I type this, my 8-year-old daughter is sitting on the couch in our living room with a laptop – and yes, she’s on the internet.
I’ll wager to guess that only people over thirty years old can appreciate how huge this is, because that’s the generation for whom a home PC was not the norm during childhood. The technology literally affects the way our brains are wired – the research on this is growing in leaps and bounds – and today’s generation of students not only expect to have access to a home PC, but they expect technology to be everywhere. They have laptops, phones, and other peripheral devices that give them virtually instant access to the world wide web and therefore, to what ever interests them.
This means that a 48-year-old person like me in many ways lives an entirely different existance that the child that I’m raising and the students I’ll teach, even though I have access to the same technology as everyone else. If you think that sounds crazy (some of you younger folks do), I’m going to say… not so much.
Why? I didn’t learn to type until I was well into highschool, and only then because my mother forced me to take a business class for a year. I didn’t lay a hand on a PC until I was 30 years old, and it literally took me 6 months to master the mouse. In contrast, my daughter was using the mouse to play games on the Webkinz site when she was 3 (it took her maybe an hour to get her left and right clicks down), and she used Microsoft Word to write her first short story when she was 7. Her Uncle Mike (bless his heart) sent her a Nintendo DS for Christmas, and I sit back and think she’ll use it to play a couple of games… WRONG. She figured out how to use it to text her friends from school (when she first informed me that she could do that, I thought she was kidding). And she has her own cell phone, with her friends’ phone numbers programmed in (I’m still working on that myself).
I can’t lie – there are days when her ability to pick up technology almost instinctively makes me feel like an idiot. But the issues run deeper than that. As a parent, I’m scared to death. I really don’t have control of her world – what she is able to do, what she is exposed to – the way that my parents’ generation did. I worry about keeping her safe, and I worry about the behaviors that she’s learning from influences that I don’t know about or understand.
As a teacher, I’m going to have to really stretch to comprehend the way my students experience the world. Seriously. I work on the internet all day long as a writer, and I’m fairly technologically savvy for my generation. And yet, it doesn’t bother me to sit through a lecture at college – in fact, it’s kind of comforting to me to sit back with a cup of coffee, let the world slow down, and experience information through the words of a knowledgeable professor. The high school students I’ll deal with this fall probably won’t be able to deal with that. It’s not that they are not disciplined (okay, maybe to some degree it is…), but it’s a zillion light years away from how the world functions for them. I’m going to have to take that into account during lesson planning.
So, there’s this huge generation gap that I’m contending with on multiple levels. There are people my age out there that are successfully earning a living without cell phones, constant internet access, and other technology that is becoming standard in business offices today, but I suspect that we are the last generation that can afford to sit on our haunches while technology advances. This generation certainly can’t. And as the mother of a young child and a teacher, that means that I have to be prepared to embrace technological advancement as well, because I have to prepare the next generation to function in a world that is likely beyond my imagination.
Scary. Exciting. True.