tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16860768.post114321853742451780..comments2023-11-06T18:57:18.100+01:00Comments on Africakid and the World: Instead Of TVafricakidandtheworldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16664490603920452905noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16860768.post-1143431712677348332006-03-27T05:55:00.000+02:002006-03-27T05:55:00.000+02:00LaurieI remember life without TV and the year TV c...Laurie<BR/><BR/>I remember life without TV and the year TV came to Zambia -- two or three hours a night: news and Lucy reruns. Just what Zambia needed!<BR/><BR/>I also remember reading, playing a lot of board games, and making stuff up.<BR/><BR/>Hey! I still do those things.<BR/><BR/>Peace,<BR/>Miltondon't eat alonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16407613063346798197noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16860768.post-1143358590807182032006-03-26T09:36:00.000+02:002006-03-26T09:36:00.000+02:00Wow! Great post! And fascinating that you were p...Wow! Great post! And fascinating that you were privy to the real, gritty world of medicine and not raised on a diet of ER televised fluff...<BR/><BR/>When I was a kid I wasn't allowed to watch TV unless I was at Grandma's. She was hooked on this show called "Emergency" with Eric Estrada or some other hearththrob. My mom was always less than thrilled when I'd come home and have nightmares. <BR/><BR/>Perhaps I would have fared better if I'd been exposed to a real medical sitation rather than the somewhat disjointed fantasy one. (and if the doctors didn't have so many cheesy shirtless moments. ;-) )Betsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05451957392894462983noreply@blogger.com