Think!

When my son tells me he can't remember what he had for lunch or what he did in school or how something happened, I tell him to stop and think.

His answer at first is always a millisecond denial that he recalls anything. Why? He wants to do something else. He doesn't want to answer test questions from Daddy.

What color was that car? How many people just walked by? Write a sentence about what you did today.

These are all things that would be natural to retain if not for the mega-distractions of the world around, the games abounding, the attitude that everybody gets a pat on the back for doing the best they can do so who cares if they can't add eight and five without thinking about it for 30 seconds.

Well, all bad things must come to an end.

And after he thinks for a couple of seconds, he remembers something.

It's called thinking.