My Journey with the Media
December 14, 2008
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My first meeting with the media was Sesame Street , the old TV programme for the small children. I don’t remember it all but my mom still tells that how she used it to feed me when I was a baby. In those days, (as she said) there weren’t as many TV programmes as we have today in Turkey, especially for the children. Sesame Street was the only one and also she discovered that I eat really well as a crabby child while watching it! That was how my journey with media has started; three times a day just like a full pension hotel where you always eat because it’s included even you don’t feel like it at the time.
I used to love those days when you woke up and see that everywhere is white, covered with snow! After looking out from the window for a while the first thing my brother and I do was to run for the TV. Exciting moments begin, to catch an announcement between the news or to see a subtitle that is saying the schools are closed and it either continues with a sunshine or a comedown. In that elementary school years, Tv was more like a good friend to me with the excpectations to get good news from.
There was a period (around the middle school) that MTV was the only channel for me. Whatever is open at that time I directly pick up the remote and switch it to the channel 34 ,MTV. (I could still remember the number even it has changed.) Tv was more like a radio to me and it was open 24/7 even I was in my room and not watching it. When I did this, I also turned on the volume so I could hear it from my room and run to it to see the video clip of song that I like. Maybe I was not a huge fan of the other programmes but this clearly shows me that it still is a big part of my life.
Later I found myself watching some series with my mom. They were fun and there was an exciting process of ‘what is going to happen’. Even I enjoyed watching these shows it started to gave some dividing signals to our family. My dad never liked these kind of shows and only thing he does while watching was making fun of with the things in the shows.This resulted as a conflict between mom and dad and my brother usually took the side of watching a football game. It still was not harmful as you may think, because it turned into a game in our family to take sides and decide on a channel by convincing each other.
Our innocent game went up to a higher class with the emerge of a second TV in our house. It was smaller than the other one and it was in the dining room where you don’t get to sit as comfy as in the living room. Now we could watch the programmes we would like in seperate rooms but now there was another battle of who gets the big TV and the comfy coach.
The number of the channels increased and so many different programmes appered on those channels since the Sesame Street. Hovewer TV happens to be in my life during this continuous process of media.It could be someone who gives me good news, it could be a music, it could be the weather or an animal documentary, a movie that I couldn’t catch on the cinema,a cheesecake recipe I want to try…it could be my life!
Now, when I look through all of this it is funny that I found myself couldn’t watch TV at all during the Bayram holiday. Sabancı University was a cut through between me and the television. All the series I follow, the news, even the reality shows are no longer exist in my life anymore. At the beginning I didn’t have time, now I don’t have desire.This clearly showed me that watching TV is nothing more than a habit in my life.
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jo | December 16, 2008 at 4:01 am
It is interesting that you should have come to this realisation now. I wonder though if when you have more spare time you will just resume watching or whether you will have a completely different attitude to the tv! Thanks!