2012年3月11日日曜日

Love Me, Love My Phone Number

When I was a small child, in the days with no cell phones, my parents made me remember my address and two phone numbers; those of my house and a house nextdoor.  Even if I had some troubles when I was out, I could connect with my family anyway. 

The March 11 disaster last year got me to need a stronger "kizuna" (bond) between people, but since I got a cell phone, I've never kept any phone numbers in mind. I just don't have to do so as the phone records all.   To my shame,  I sometimes forget my own cell phone number. 

Feeling horrified,  I decided to put off the habit. I started writing down the numbers on the directory in my smart phone.  My family members' cell phone numbers have just been memorized.