Passing Notes

I brought up on Facebook recently how badly I miss passing notes in class. Granted, I am a college student and there aren't many things I want to say to my fellow classmates, but still, note writing I believe is a lost art form. I can go back to elementary school memories and find a few that hold treasured occurrences of passing notes during class. And then I think about middle school, where notes were the ONLY way to communicate with your friends in secret. Then there is high school, freshman and sophomore year I remember notes, but those thoughts seem to fade through junior and senior year. I guess that is when I got my first text-capable cell phone. And thats where this sickening feeling in my stomach happens.

What are future generations going to experience?

Cell phones are given to kids at such a young age now, I can't even tell when texting will take over the note writing experience. Maybe it already has...

I remember losing a few notes, and panicing. I remember coloring my notes all beautiful. I remember folding them in really awesome shapes. I remember passing notes to more than one person. I remember getting caught passing notes. I remember the first note I got where a boy asked me to be his girlfriend. I remember the first note I got that told me my best friend was dating the guy I liked. I remember notes that made me laugh out loud during class. And I remember that the reason why these notes were so much fun, was because they were personalized, hand written, and they took skill to be sneaky.

I have a cousin who is in 7th grade, and the next time I see him, I'm going to ask him if he writes people notes, or sees girls passing notes in class... I really hope he says yes. If he references anything to cell phones and text messaging, I just might cry.