Bernard Bonnet from France When I was a child, we had no TV. My mother was an old-fashioned teacher, understanding the likely negative effects that this new magic box (we were in the sixties...) would have on her children's education, refused absolutely to get one. I was very unhappy because I was the only one in my class and on my street not to have TV. Nevertheless, my friends and their families seemed normal, and I did not understand why my mother vetoed the entry of this wonderful object into our living room. I believed we were very poor and strange. I was very embarrassed, indeed even ashamed, to say, back at school on Mondays, I had spent my weekend reading and visiting some churches or castles in the region with my parents. Even
though at that time I held a grudge against my
parents for my being different from my classmates,
I thank them today because I developed the taste of
reading while my buddies were watching cartoons and
other programs. When, after high school, my sister
and I left the house to go to college in another
city, my parents bought a TV. In spite of the fact
that I thought it was a little too late, it eased
my mind because they were not as poor as I
thought. More
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