Mother's column – beating my smartphone addiction with a dumbphone


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My smartphone has seen its best days. The battery quality has declined considerably, and an internal antenna seems to be broken. In any case, making or receiving calls no longer works, and mobile data is also failing. So when I am on the go, looking up an address, checking the traffic information or reading the latest news, is out of the question. Strangely enough, it mostly feels like a relief.

This is the moment to say goodbye to my smartphone after years of a love-hate relationship! I read a few articles here and there on the internet and decide - as seems to be the trend today - to buy a dumbphone. It looks like an old-fashioned Nokia, but you can still install a few apps on it, including WhatsApp. The controls are a bit clumsy, though, online reviews warn. But that is a good thing, I think. Because I'm sure, it will help me eliminate bad habits, such as looking at my phone every few minutes.

But I won't get rid of my bad habit that easily. The dumbphone lives up to its name: the dumb thing has an entirely opaque menu structure and seems impossible to operate. And then it runs out of battery power after a day and a half, which is not bad for a smartphone. But in case you thought to have bought an old-school Nokia, it's pretty disappointing.

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Neline is married and the mother of five: Martha (9), Abel (7), Jolijn (5), Reinout (3) and Sifra (1).

After a few days of slogging with the numeric keypad, I reinstall Whatsapp on my old phone after all, on which the Wi-Fi is still operational. I finally have access to my archived conversations again - quite handy if you want to take a quick look at what you have agreed with one person or the other in the past.

So now I have two phones on the charger every day: a dumb one to make calls with and a smart one to continue on the same old footing at home with unlimited surfing, texting and taking pictures of a quality that the Nokia's camera can never match.

Well, at least I didn't spend a fortune on a new smartphone; that's one thing. And now that my SIM card is in the dumbphone, I am no longer tempted to grab my smartphone when visiting someone. That, too, is a win.

Still, I secretly hope my smartphone's Wi-Fi antenna gives out soon. Indeed, there is nothing harder than chopping off your hand in your own strength when it causes you to sin.



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