The Day Wi-Fi Went Missing

In the quirky little town of Techville, where even the cows wore smartwatches, lived a girl named Zuri—famous for one thing:
being online all the time.

From morning TikTok dances to midnight YouTube deep dives about ancient aliens, Zuri’s phone was practically glued to her hand. She never let it out of sight.

But then, disaster struck.

Zuri woke up one bright morning, stretched lazily, and reached for her phone like always. She tapped on WhatsApp:

“No connection.”
She tried YouTube:
“Offline.”

She screamed so loudly that her smart mirror responded,

“Calm down, Zuri. It’s just the Wi-Fi.”

But it wasn’t just the Wi-Fi.
It was gone.
Vanished.
Disappeared.
Like a politician the day after elections.

Panicked, Zuri bolted out of the house and ran straight to her neighbor—Grandpa Mzee Juma—a living legend who still used a Nokia 3310 and proudly said things like:

“Back in my day, we used landlines... and brain power!”

“Mzee! The Wi-Fi is gone!” she cried, breathless.

He laughed. “Aha! Finally! Maybe now you young people will remember how to read a book!”

Zuri blinked. “Book? Is that an app?”

Mzee Juma sighed, grabbed an old dusty book from his shelf, and handed it to her. “This,” he said, “is how we used to Google things.”

Zuri held it like it might explode. “How does it scroll?”

“No scrolling. You turn the page.”

With no internet for three whole days, Zuri was forced to do things she’d never done before: cook actual food using a recipe from a book, write her thoughts in a journal (with a pen!), and even go outside to watch birds — not bird videos, real birds.

On the fourth day, the internet returned.

Zuri stared at her phone. It buzzed with hundreds of messages, memes, and updates. But instead of jumping back in, she set the phone down… and picked up the book again.

“Maybe,” she said, “I can Google and giggle.”

Moral of the story:

Even in a world full of technology, don’t forget the power of old-school knowledge. And always be nice to Grandpa  he might just save you from a Wi-Fi meltdown.

And that’s the tale for today... until the next spark of wonder.

Because stories don’t just end — they rest, waiting for someone to dream them awake again. See you in the next chapter.