An object that is important to me? Well, this may sound cliche however an object that is important to me is my cell phone. I am a person who needs attention and communication, my phone gives me that. Cell phones are the way of communicating to the people around us in this day and age. The popularity of cell phones have come to be popular through their accessibility and reliability. These factors plus many others lead me to why I like cell phones. However, one experience brought me closer to why I need a cell phone:
A few years a go my family went to the Bahamas on vacation. Now, it was was not just my immediate family; my cousins and aunt and uncle went too. The islands were very beautiful, I mean blue-great water huge hotels, it would be paradise for most. However, I did not like. To me, the airport was a warehouse, a blind person could drive better then most of the people there, and the hotel smelt funny. To top it off the trip I get off the plane excited and cannot wait to see what lies ahead. I grab my cell phone from my carry-on bag, turn it on and..... it does not work. It say "SEARCHING FOR SERVICE" for the entire rest of the week.
Now, as if that is not bad enough, it gets worse. During our week in paradise, I spent at least two day locked in the hotel room sick as a dog. If I were at home and I was sick it would not have been that bad, at least I would have been able to communicate with the outside world. In the Bahamas no such luck. I laid there in bed with nothing to do but watch episodes of the Golden Girls. My parents had brought two way walkie-talkies so this way we could keep in touch. Yay, just what I wanted to do. I amused myself by changing the channels on the walkie-talkies trying to find someone to talk to, even if it was a hotel janitor, no success.
From there I tried to use a pay phone to call my boyfriend. It was a good plan until I realized I did not know how to use a pay phone. Later I decided that i would just call from the hotel room phone and pay the charges on check out. How much could it possibly cost? Fifty dollars later, I learned never to call anywhere from a hotel room phone.
It is hard to believe that I rely so heavily on technology in my day to day life. However, this three inch piece of pink plastic helps to define who I am; my constant need for attention and to communicate with others. My cell phone is one item I am lost without.
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I think alot of people can understand where you're coming from. Everyone I know has a cell phone these days, and even kids as little as eight or nine seem to be using them as well!
You're experience in the Bahamas was really funny, but it also showed a big aspect of your personality. It shows how you love being in contact with people, and your need of them.
So anyway, it was a really cute essay and I liked it alot.
I think that your choice of a cell phone fits you perfectly. As a person you are outgoing and need that attention. You love to talk and I think that runs in the family, passed down from mother to daughter in a repeating cycle. The cell phone represented your need to communicate with the world and how you didn't care who it was as long as you could have a conversation. It seemed like being in the hotel room was torture for you, it was true punishment. I could not imagine if on top of not being able to communicate through the use of a phone, if you had a sore throat and lost your ability to talk.
This shows how far technology has come, we depend on our phones and all the other amenities that life has to offer. It helps to show your personality and how you like to be connected at all times and how you like to be in contact with someone at all times. Very good story, very well written.
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