A little while ago, I was moved to tears by an e-mail sent by one of my favorite and most admired masters. It was an article about the last day of Adalet Yılmaz, the first woman judge in the history of the Republic, and her last visit to Anıtkabir. Mrs. Adalat hired a taxi to stay with her all day. Together with the taxi driver, they first visit Anıtkabir, as they do regularly every month. She tells Atatürk that she has fulfilled her promise to him and is grateful to him for asking her to become a judge, and leaves her flower. Then she withdraws all her money from the bank, leaves half of it to the Seyranbağları Girls Orphanage and the other half to the Seyranbağları nursing home, and asks the taxi driver to drop her off at Cebeci Asri Cemetery. The next morning, the taxi driver read in all the newspapers that Adalet Yılmaz, the first woman judge of the Republican era, had died at the graves of her husband and son in the Cebeci Asri Cemetery, crying... The driver had lied to her to get more money, then told the truth and apologized. Then he only asked for the taxi owner's money and refused the money he was going to get for himself. Then Mrs. Justice insisted on giving him the money and said: "Buy them something for me. Get them educated. But raise and educate them with halal food, without lies and deceit, with hard work. Make them realize their inner strength like Atatürk did for me. And advise them to love their homeland and nation.". The driver was crying and mumbling at the same time: "Just like the promise you made to Atatürk, I promise you, Mrs. Adalet. I will raise my children as you advised." The childhood of our grandfathers and grandmothers was difficult. The years of misery after the War of Independence when there was no bread, not even loaves of bread. The childhood of our mothers and fathers was also very difficult. They were children after the second world war. Years of poverty and deprivation and they were almost half hungry, half full. Then the Cyprus War and again deprivation. At the end of the hot war years, our children broke each other. Bombs exploded, guns flew, brother shot brother without blinking an eye. They played with us a lot. But it didn't end... Our childhood was also difficult all together. We had neither technology nor opportunities. We grew up with limited budgets and limited possibilities for education and living. But just like the generations before us, despite everything, we grew up with love and respect, playing games and loving each other. We looked into each other's eyes when we spoke, we made time for each other, we were taught to be virtuous and moral at home, at school and in the neighborhood, and we were raised with traditions, customs, customs and values. The rules of love and communication within and outside the family were first practiced in the family and then continued at school with education. School was a continuation of education, not just teaching. Now! We are losing our children. I am getting to the point and I will continue to emphasize this at every opportunity, as long as I live and in every environment. Giving our children more money than necessary, providing them with more opportunities than necessary, putting the latest fashion mobile phones in their hands, handing them the best brand laptop computers so that they can watch cartoons when they are still small and disappear from under my feet... Believe me, we are losing them! Not only them! Our future! The future of our country! We are losing the future of our planet! We gave them money, technology and made them addicted to brands. We spent hours on social media with our mobile phones in our hands. We didn't see them. They just needed our love, our compassion, our guidance. Either we ignored them, didn't give them time, or we were overprotective and did everything on their behalf, on their behalf. We even did their homework. We pitted them against their siblings, their peers. And now... Now, we all have a mobile phone in our hands. From the moment we enter the house until we fall asleep, even if we are in the same room, we don't see each other. Days and weeks pass in the same room without speaking a single word, without seeing each other. They are left alone with virtual friendships, virtual relationships, a virtual world. They live as if they are real in a world that is not real, they build a world on falsehoods in friendships that are not real. They are about to lose all their values and culture. They are alone, they have been isolated. The dark forces that cannot destroy or defeat us in any way will do so by taking our children away from us. We are losing our children! Please, while it is still not too late, let's pull together. Let's find a way to reach them. Let's take them back. Let's get rid of these phones. At least in the house! Because we have little special training in the art of parenting, most of us treat them the way our parents taught us and the way they treat us. The system doesn't work like that anymore. We have to find new ways. Let's play with them, spend time with them. Give them our love, give them our attention. Overconfidence is also very damaging and very dangerous. Let's teach them to be self-confident without over-confidence. If we are cheerful and fun at home, they will come back to us. Let's make popcorn together like we used to, let's play bingo, cards, checkers, charades, sisterhood. If they can have fun with us and have a good time, there will be no social media wannabes and no risk of false friendships. There is no other way to save our children from social media, one of the most dangerous addictions. Other than spending quality time with them and making home life joyful. Popular culture, popular media, fashion industry, social media, TV and movie industry, cartoons, subliminal messages, 25th frames, subliminal technology. They are playing on our children.