To investigate my peer’s feelings and emotions towards their childhood television memories I conducted an online survey that received 25 responses, as well as five one-on-one discussions. The information provided by 30 individuals, all of whom watched children’s television at a similar time to myself allowed me to analyse how they felt about the shows they watched then; if the shows were similar to the ones I watched; how they feel about the shows now and what they remember of television as a child. Continue reading A trip down memory lane
I’ve never been an early riser… in fact, waking up more than half an hour before my first class or the start of my shift has always seemed like a waste of my precious sleeping time. I’d rather get ready in ten minutes than lose twenty minutes’ worth of sleep.
This trait has been something I have carried with me since early childhood, only back then I had a much more regulated sleeping pattern and by 7am my desire to sleep had been fulfilled.
Luckily, a 7am wake up coincided perfectly with Cheez TV’s daily showing Digimon. On rainy afternoons I would run three blocks home to make sure I was in the lounge-room in time to watch Art Attack, Babar, Feral TV and Daria. On Friday evenings mum worked and Nan would sit in the lounge-room with me and read a book while I engrossed myself in Sabrina the Teenage Witch. We went to the video shop on Saturdays and I would rent whichever Mary-Kate and Ashley DVDs were available for hire that weekend. Through the week my Nan would record Rugrats, Hey! Arnold, Johnson & Friends and Madeline on VHS so I could watch my favourite episodes over and over again – which I did.
Continue reading She’s got a smile that it seems to me… Reminds me of childhood memories
Of an evening my family (consisting of my mother, father, grandmother and thirteen-year-old sister) all gather around the lounge-room TV to watch The Chase at 5pm, followed by Family Fued at 6pm. Due to my horrific work schedule I very rarely get to join them in this bonding experience.
The funny thing is, three out of the four of them are never fully immersed in the programs themselves, rather they’re also using their mobile phones, and sometimes even their iPads and phones at the same time.
Upon instruction to set up a small informal test to allow myself to observe what happens to someone’s attention in the presence of multiple media devices I knew the perfect moment to strike. 6pm!
Continue reading My Not-So Goggle Box Worthy Family
“Your aunty was born in 1957,” my nan starts… “I think.”
She ponders for a moment and then tells me she’s sure it must’ve been 1957. I later took a peak at her first born daughter’s Facebook profile to see if I could confirm this information, however she has conveniently kept her birth year private, creating somewhat of a family mystery in regards to her actual age. Continue reading Late 1970’s television memories worth two bobs