The Nutcracker Through a Tiny Screen

If you were a child in the 90s, you must have heard of The Nutcracker. I loved it. I don’t know whether it was more famous back then or whether it simply feels that way because I watched it as a child, but it is one of the clearest memories I have from my single-digit years. 😊

We went to see a modernized version of it in Istanbul last weekend, and it was amazing. Somehow, our seats were changed, and we ended up sitting in one of the very front rows.

The ballet dancers were simply amazing. Being able to see up close how much strength and effort

ballet requires made me appreciate their art even more.

Even though it was only early September, the décor made me want to binge-watch all the Home Alone movies again and get into the New Year’s spirit.

Unfortunately, two people in front of me constantly tried to record the show on their phones, and the light from their screens was disturbing.

In today’s world, it is sad to see people watching an amazing performance through their tiny phone screens even though it is happening right in front of them.

Is recording a beautiful moment really worth missing the moment itself?

If we don’t share that moment on social media, does it somehow not count?

How much of real life will we continue to miss while looking at our screens?

With technology developing at its current pace, will this problem get worse?

If even people who didn’t grow up with social media are this addicted to it, what will become of future generations who are born into it?

In the end, one night at the ballet left me with many more questions than I expected.