the next generation

Remember going on field trips when you and your friends scored the last couple of rows on the bus and the teachers had the eagle eye on you, watching for spitballs and arms hanging out the window?

My mom teaches elementary school, and came home from a field trip yesterday with a story about how she had to sit in the back of the bus and intervene on a conversation between kids who were telling each other about how one likes the way another’s butt smelled. The conversation was being conducted in chat rooms via Nintendo DS.

How can that much have changed since my day?

ETA Not that we weren’t referring to each other’s butts, but we did it the old fashioned way. You know, by talking.