I just wanted to share with you all that today is the anniversary of the first-ever airing of Sesame Street, which occurred on November 10, 1969.
My mother emailed me this morning to remind me. “You and I were there!” my mother added. I am perhaps aging myself unnecessarily when I share this bit of information with you. Still, it does seem momentous somehow.
I LOVED Sesame Street, never missed an episode, and my mother credits it with teaching me how to read, since I just sort of started doing it one day, and she was not a freakazoid with the flash cards or anything.
Thirty-nine years later, it is probably forty-fifth on my kids’ list of shows they would like to watch. I mean, they’ll watch ANYTHING, but when I include Sesame Street as an option, it almost never gets picked.
And I can hardly blame them. Today’s Sesame Street is nothing like the hip, edgy, funny, catchy show of my youth. Now it’s all Abby Cadabby and Elmo’s World. I mean it’s not as bad as Caillou. But it’s close.
So I REALLY feel old when I say this, but I remember when Sesame Street was cool. And I think, in these trying economic times, PBS might make their dollars go a little further by just airing the old ones. At least I’d be watching.