- Elisa Järnefelt
It wasn't until I was 16 that one of my friends got a Nokia 3110 phone. It was essentially useless for months, as no one else in our friend group had a cellphone and service was very expensive. Eventually, more and more friends got cellphones and we were able to send 160-character messages back and forth. Around the same time, I started using the internet. It felt clunky and awkward, and my computer made a weird noise when connecting online.
By comparison, my 1—year-old daughter, Saga, was born into a much more technologically advanced landscape, where using information technology and connecting with people online is an unquestionable state of reality. Sometimes I wonder if this will create a divide between the two of us. Will we be able to relate to each other as she gets older and more immersed in the digital world?
When I feel worried, I think about my late granny, who was born in 1917, 10 years before television was invented. I always knew she came from a different time, but that never mattered to our relationship. There was always something we could do together: go for a long walk, play in the park or read a book. Sometimes, she would simply look into my eyes and listen to what I had to say. That's the kind of communication that never gets old and survives any technological change.