Today my son came into my room with this really strange disk thingy in one hand and a rectangular thingamajig in the other. At first I was so ready to yell at him, wondering why he's walking around the house with a smoke detector but as he got closer I realized it wasn't a smoke detector. The condition of it made it look like it could've been some type of artifact used by our grandparents, but it wasn't. At first, I myself couldn't explain what it was to him, because I forgot the names. But as I looked deeper I smiled. I realized, in his hands were a walkman and a CD player. Oh my gosh, how things have changed!
Now, they're having a good time listening to music. Inside of the walkman, there was still a cassette tape (reggae mix), so they know what we used to record tunes. Unfortunately the ribbon in the tape is melted so it won't play, but the radio still works!