As I sat listening to my grade 5 students share their experiences and thoughts on today’s communication methods, I couldn’t help but wonder what my 11 year-old self would have had to say about all of this.

Growing up, my house backed onto the houses of two other families with kids around my age. To save my sisters and I from the 5 minute walk around the block to visit one another, our dads used to lift us up and pass us over the fence to be able to play together. When we got a little to big for that, holes were cut in the fences to allow us to easily pass between the yards. It was a common occurrence to run up to each other’s’ back doors to see if the other was free to play. A lot of my free time was spent outside playing.