From Cassettes to AI: A Millennial's Tale
We scribbled homework on the bus, learned from boredom, and now raise humans with healing hearts. This one’s for us - the resilient Millennials. Lately, I keep hearing all this talk - Millennials, Gen Z, Gen Alpha. I’ll be honest, I can’t keep up with all the lingo. But it got me thinking about my own tribe - the generation I proudly belong to. I’m a proud Millennial, born in the 1980s. Proud, because I think we’ve truly seen it all - from the no-media phase, to the one-TV-in-the-house phase, to today, where everyone walks around with a screen in hand. We learned to turn boredom into creativity. We had the perfect cartoons. We weren’t confused about who we were. Sure, we sat in ignorant oblivion - but we used our brains and felt everything with heart. We didn’t have AI to do our homework, or even Google to rescue us. We relied on each other. I still remember scribbling homework on the school bus! We knew what respect meant. We knew when to talk, and when not to. We weren’t perfect - bu...