Do I still have to do something myself?

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Stefan, my mother’s friend, said it reminded him of the Argentinean flag. My new light blue and white tile scarf. I sewed it myself, crocheted. Since then I have worn it every day.

I asked myself: did I abuse my wrists for weeks of buez for the sake of an article by a fan of Lionel Messi? But Stefan’s comment only slightly lessened my enjoyment of the scarf. Because making this meter-long piece of cloth was therapeutic.

In the process of knitting, my quirks again became clear to me. They are symptomatic of Generation Z, or maybe even of the Western world: in this world, you have almost nothing to do. Do it yourself.

The vacuum cleaner sucks itself. Netflix will find the right movies for you. The delivery service will deliver food right to your doorstep. And even my term paper is now being written by artificial intelligence. You hardly have to lift a finger for everyday things. And if you bend your finger, if the application freezes, there is no power – ugh, then I get very nervous. I knew something had to change. So I started my crochet project. Weekly process.

So far, so good. I knitted everywhere. On the train, on the balcony, before going to bed. And let my soul dangle, concentrating on the here and now, on the seams. But I quickly started listening to a podcast on the side. Continue watching the show. Matches well. And here it is: quirk number two. Constant multitasking, constant sprinkling. You might have missed something. Soon, I could hardly just dedicate myself to crocheting. Again, something to change. When I finished knitting the scarf, I was very happy. I wore it glowing and got compliments. But somehow that wasn’t enough for me. I wanted more More recognition for hard work. So I pulled out my smartphone and shared the scarf with my followers. You notice it yourself: quirk number three. Why isn’t my own little crochet fun enough for me? Something has to change there.

Now I have a blue and white tiled scarf and the knowledge that I want to fight my Generation Z quirks with more verve. And when the everyday hits me like a virus again and the quirks kick in, I just crochet a hat that goes with the scarf.

Noah Dibbasey (21) studies social sciences at the University of Bern. She writes to Bleek every second Friday.

Source: Blick