Web Cam

As you know my grand children live far away, in a country I like very much, but still very far from my little town in France, I don't see them as much as I would like.

Jacques showing off his new spectacles. I remember long time ago, when we were living in India, there was post and letters only, and sometimes the letters disapeared from the face of the earth, there was no telephone, no TV, seldom electricity, yes, it was long time ago, before dinosaurs time, and of course, no internet the fairy.
But now, every saturday, noon sharp, I connect, and wait patiently... patiently, after one minute, I call son's handphone, he doesn't answer, I wait patiently, after one more minute I call daughter in law handphone, she is having her shower.
I wait patiently, after .... sometimes, the internet phone rings, the communication is there, I see them!! one second, the comunication is not working well, we both start our computer again, one time, two times, three times, then IT WORKS! I don't know why.
We talk for ages, the children are acting and playing in front of the camera, ten times they say bybye, and come back, even with no words it's great, we have invented, I should say created games and plays and new ways of interacting, even far away life is beautiful.

And there is more: both my children live far from me, but we talk on the phone everyday, we SMS, we MSN, for hours. Sometimes, I spend one hour talking with each child, I takes a lot of time, Hey, I'm not complaining, I am more or less bragging about the quality time I spend with my boy and my girl, I don't see them, I don't touch them, I don't cook for them, but we know everything about each other, we never stop talking.

I am very happy about that.
Ben cette fois çi tant pis pour les français, chuis flemarde, je ne traduis pas, c'est juste pour dire que même si mes enfants habitent loin loin de moi, nous parlons au téléphone tous les jours, très longtemps, quelquefois à la fin de la journée, je m'aperçois que je les ai eu au téléphone une heure chacun, sans parler des SMS et des longs discours écrits sur MSN.

Et puis le samedi à midi pile, on se connecte, on prend nôtre temps, on rigole, on ne dit rien, on parle, les enfants font les clowns devant la caméra, on invente, ou plutôt devrais-je dire, on crée un nouveau mode de communication ensemble, ça peut paraître bizarre, mais c'est chouette.