As a young lad, I spent a good deal of time watching television. One network stood out above all the rest as having a good amount of quality programming to satisfy my viewing pleasure. The network I am speaking of is, of course, Nickelodeon. The best part of this channel was obviously the cartoons that filled the days of my happy youth with oh so much laughter. Those were happy days, glorious days. They were better times. That was before everything changed. It’s been eight hundred ninety two days since this hell war started, and none of us have been the same since. No more silly television for us. The toys and clever rhymes that filled the days of my youth have been replaced with hand grenades and barbed wire! I’ve been forced to exchange my teddy bear for a rifle in an effort to save the mother land. The sad part is, most of my comrades, myself included would have it no other was, as it is an honor to stand against the fascist invaders. But anyways, I really used to enjoy shows like Hey Arnold!, as they depicted situations relevant to my youth, such as my friends head that was shaped like a football, and my senile grandmother who helped me free an old turtle from the aquarium. It is always nice to have a show that I could relate to, to help remind me that no matter how much graffiti that old turtle had on it, it was never too late to set it free. I thank Hey Arnold every day for teaching me such a valuable lesson. See, that is the truly great thing about television, it teaches such positive values and morals, whether we knew it or not. TV really set a solid foundation for my youth.
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