Today, when compared to my own childhood, screens dominate children’s lives more than ever, and it seems to me that the screens they are exposed to are worlds away from the ones I grew up on. When I look at some of my younger cousins’ favourite shows, it’s clear that the gap between our childhood experiences is much wider than I anticipated. I don’t recognise (nor like) any of their cartoons: they’re loud, rushed, flashy, so colourful they hurt my eyes, and the screen is simply too chaotic and cluttered to tolerate.
The scenes are constantly changing and in motion, as if competing for attention. It’s almost aggressive. You get the impression that whoever makes these shows doesn’t even like, let alone understand, children. Instead, my childhood favourites like Come Outside and Mr Maker were always teaching me about the world. Charlie and Lola’s pastel colour palette was vibrant but not overpowering. Balamory was indeed colourful but not overstimulating.
Children’s television inevitably evolves, but as I look at the younger generation glued to their mini screens today, I no longer see the art of storytelling, but constant stimulation and noise. This doesn’t calm a child, but instead hooks them, their faces frozen to the screen, and makes them more anxious even after the device is switched off. It has been widely observed that fast-paced content triggers the “fight-or-flight” response in children, and hence makes them irritable, more prone to emotional meltdowns, and worse at self-regulation.
It also makes me wonder what the point of children’s television is anymore. The shows I grew up with were educational and meaningful, but these shows seem to be just noise and colours. I can’t deny that it may engage children, and arguably that’s all that the media is meant to do. Yet, my concern remains. Research shows that environments, including screens, that are saturated with constant and fast-paced stimuli and sensory input can limit a child’s ability to concentrate and engage in deeper cognitive processing.
And it’s hard not to notice. At the first sign of boredom, how often are children instantly shoved an iPad? How often do parents feed their children while they watch something on a phone? It seems that parents today depend on screens as a tool, like some bargaining chip, to get their children to do minor tasks.
I care because our children’s learning, attention spans, and concentration are at risk. I don’t want to see children, especially in their early years, glued to screens. I want to see them running around, playing imaginatively, expressing themselves loudly, and visiting all that there is to see. If circumstances don’t allow parents to provide this, and they prefer to occupy their children with a screen, then I beg of all parents, at least let the screen be a calm and pedagogical space. Even then, screens should only supplement play, not replace it.
Looking back on my own childhood, play meant puzzles, word searches, and dress-up. Cartoons were there to pass time or help me unwind from a long day of running around and exhausting my brain. But it seems that these overstimulating shows today would exhaust children even more. They’ve replaced their playtime, and it eats away at their childhoods.
These loud, fast, and flashy shows also condition children to expect constant stimulation, and consequently, make it much harder for them to engage with anything that demands their patience or reflection. My issue with these newer cartoons does not stem from taste or nostalgia, but rather, from awareness of how the media that children are exposed to in their formative years influences their attention, learning habits, and the development of independent, critical minds.
The cartoons I grew up on didn’t just entertain and educate, but were also how so many children understood routine. CBeebies aired bedtime stories, What’s on your plate? lunchtime shows, and in the mornings, I knew that it was time for me to leave the house for school after three shows had finished, always airing at the same time and order. They facilitated so many of my friendships. When my primary school friends would come over, we would watch CBeebies, and its cartoons were reference points in our lunchtime conversations.
In my first year of university, when I was learning how to cook, I somehow came across a segment of an I Can Cook episode, and before feeling a rush of nostalgia, it saddened me that children today don’t have similar shows. When Mathew Baynton (who played Charles II in Horrible Histories) visited the Oxford Union in 2022, the entire chamber erupted in song. Everyone in that chamber knew the lyrics to ‘The King of Bling’. In today’s world of viral moments, trending sounds, and short-form content, what is it that will bring children that same sense of generational camaraderie in 20 years’ time?
When I see children watching Netflix shows, with personalised streaming, or scrolling through social media, I wonder if all children are actually engaging with the same content as one another, even if not at the exact same times. If not, does this mean they are experiencing different childhoods? What have they lost as a result? How many shared references, conversations, and even friendships will they now miss?
It’s clear that my childhood cartoons were a product of their time. Our children certainly won’t have what we had. Yet for something that was supposed to be a phase eventually outgrown, these cartoons have had a long-lasting effect on the way in which I perceive our changing and fast-paced world today, and I’m only just beginning to fully recognise and appreciate this when comparing them to the cartoons and media that the children of today engage with.



