“How did YouTube change your life?”
If you had asked me that question a few months ago, my answer would have been “not at all.”
I mean, even if it had, I certainly didn’t notice it. But I was sure that YouTube didn’t affect me as much as it did my peers. To begin with, I barely watched anything, whether it be television or movies.
I always wasn’t like that. As a kid, I used to be an avid cable TV audience. I just couldn’t get enough of it. Before school I would watch cartoons while eating breakfast. After school I would go to my friend’s house and watch more cartoons (unless we were playing video games, but we were still sitting in front of the TV). When I got home I would watch even more cartoons before dinner (the best shows were broadcast during these slots). After dinner I would watch whatever my parents were watching (usually Korean dramas or variety shows). And after all that, I watched the 10 o’clock news until I fell asleep.
Of course, I frequently participated in other activities (sports, playing with Lego, other typical child activities), but it wouldn’t have been a stretch to claim that watching TV was my primary activity. Obviously, it didn’t my too long for my parents to start frowning upon my TV viewing habits. So at the risk of not being able to watch most of their favorite shows, they canceled our subscription to cable television. Surprisingly, I wasn’t too upset about it. I was a kid. Everything was amusing. I learned to live with the ten basic channels (which I barely watched) and moved on with my life.
My family’s ban on cable television lasted until I graduated high school. By then, I probably spent less than an hour per week watching TV. Needless to say, I had lost all interest in television. But it wasn’t just television. My disinterest had grown to span all types of film: movies, documentaries, and of course, YouTube.
The only times I’d ever watch YouTube videos were when within a week, three or more friends strongly insisted that I had to watch it. As if the content of the video was a centerpiece of my very own existence. Sure, I was reluctant to watch these videos, but it’s not like I didn’t enjoy them. I just didn’t want to watch them. It’s hard to explain, but I just didn’t.
So what changed my opinion of YouTube? Nothing less than a broken washing machine.
I’m serious. When my family’s washing machine broke down last December, my father and I decided to attempt fixing it ourselves before calling for a repairman. Internet had numerous written manuals for us to follow, but as anyone can tell, it’s really hard to fix something after simply reading about it. Pictures helped, but they weren’t enough. Luckily we found a instructional video on YouTube. Having a video demonstration was just as effective as having a professional right in front you. And voila, we fixed it in a matter of few hours.
This experience reminded me of when I was a Boy Scout in 5th grade. We were learning to tie knots from pictures in a booklet, but I couldn’t follow the instruction for the love of my life. Only if YouTube existed back then…I wouldn’t have looked like such an incapable idiot.