30-Day Writing Challenge — Entry Day 25
My First Cell Phone
It Could be Used as a Weapon
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My mother was very overprotective and neurotic, as only Jewish mothers can be. The summer I turned 19, I would often drive about an hour north of Montreal to visit friends working at a sleepaway camp there.
When I got stuck in traffic one Sunday driving home from the country on Visiting Day, my mother was thankful I had borrowed a cell phone belonging to the mother of one of my best friends.
What should have been a 90-minute drive took me over three hours, causing my mother to panic.
The following morning, my mother went with my friend’s mother to purchase a cell phone.
My father disapproved, but my mother didn’t care; she reminded him that she too worked and would pay for it herself.
Twenty-six years later, I still have that first cell phone, a Motorola the size of a brick that could be a weapon.
