What will I remember about my childhood? The games I played with friends in the woods? The basketball games? Trips to my grandparents' homes in North Carolina and New York? Or, maybe the video games I spent countless hours working to win, wasting days trying to get a high score or reach a new level.

            My generation is the first to walk this path. Technology has given us the power to do amazing things and spend our days indoors watching hours of TV or playing Golden Eye with our family and friends. I can go on the Internet anytime and talk to people I've never met and probably never will.
            That is fun, isn't it? But is it better than playing basketball or hide and seek? I remember these games. They were and are great. I am growing up, and I understand that these childhood games will soon be things of the past. Most have been replaced by video games.

            I see children just a few years younger than me as a strange group. They spend most of their time playing on their computers. It scares me sometimes to think of what they are missing. They never played the neighborhood games like most of us; they don't realize how much fun that can be. Some never knew life without a computer.

            Well, I remember life without computers. I think that is what I want to remember when I look back on my childhood - playing games until we had to go to bed, and being afraid of the monster in the woods as I crossed my yard, overcoming my fear, and telling my friend how scared I was running alone. This type of situation is what will make me happy when I think about my childhood. I hope somehow the next generation has a chance to experience it.