Inside My Head

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I like to take pictures when I see my 2 year old nephew.  The last time I did, I brought two of my cameras with me, my lovely new digital camera, and my Olympus Trip 35.  Every single time I take a picture on the digital camera, he wants to see it.  That’s fine.  I took some with the old Olympus.  He asked to see them, so I explained that I couldn’t show him, because the camera didn’t have a screen.
My nephew thinks it’s a fake camera.  ”No work.”
“Yes it works.  I just need to bring it to the store so they can give me the pictures.”
I take another picture.
“See?”
“I can’t honey.  There’s no screen.”
“No work.”
“It really does!  I swear!”
He gave me very suspicious eyes.  He either thinks I’m nuts, or that I’m trying to fool him.  
This is the first time I have really felt the generation gap.  With my first nephew, most of us, me included, still had film cameras.

I like to take pictures when I see my 2 year old nephew.  The last time I did, I brought two of my cameras with me, my lovely new digital camera, and my Olympus Trip 35.  Every single time I take a picture on the digital camera, he wants to see it.  That’s fine.  I took some with the old Olympus.  He asked to see them, so I explained that I couldn’t show him, because the camera didn’t have a screen.

My nephew thinks it’s a fake camera.  ”No work.”

“Yes it works.  I just need to bring it to the store so they can give me the pictures.”

I take another picture.

“See?”

“I can’t honey.  There’s no screen.”

“No work.”

“It really does!  I swear!”

He gave me very suspicious eyes.  He either thinks I’m nuts, or that I’m trying to fool him.  

This is the first time I have really felt the generation gap.  With my first nephew, most of us, me included, still had film cameras.

Filed under cameras film analog age gap Am I getting old? those darn yougins photography