God help the parents in what is an increasingly alien world
As her daughter verges on teenhood, Carol Hunt considers ways to help our tech-savvy youngsters navigate the dangers
Suddenly it's all closed doors, shrugged shoulders, blank stares. "Who are you?" we ask this tight-lipped stranger. "And what have you done with our little girl?" She rolls her eyes and retreats, wordlessly, to her bedroom, her sanctuary. Or so we hope.
God help us: we are the parents of a 12-year-old in a world which is increasingly alien to the one we grew up in.
All generations make that claim, of course – our parents worried about the bad influences we were hanging around with; where we went after school; what we got up to at the local disco. . . and, more importantly, who did what to whom afterwards.