When I was 7 years old my father worked for Commodore 64. I remember the day we went to the store to buy our first home computer. I thought my father was nuts. He spent good money on something that didn't apprear to do anything useful. My parents enrolled me in computer programming. In class I learned how to write a program where my name generated multiple times. I wasn't impressed.
My typewriter had to be ripped out of my hands in college. The computer was only good for writing papers. My Junior year my friends started talking about something called electronic mail. I learned how to send a basic messege to a friend I saw all the time anyway. My mother said only businesses and universities would ever use e-mail. I was only marginally impressed.
I taught for a couple of years but then went into banking. A new coworker in our group knew about spreadsheets and the management loved her. I decided that instead of being jealous I could just ask her to teach me. I got hooked. What else could a computer do?
The fact that my job is primarily computer based is a joke in my family. How far I've come. Now I'm impressed.
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You are very luck to have a computer at only seven years old. I did not have a personal computer until I was in college. As a matter of fact I was one of the only students in high school who did no have one.
I unlike you was very impressed with computers. I am sensing that there is some age difference between us which may be the case. (I'm 26) Typewriters were out by the time I was in middle school. I can imagine that the first computers were pretty unimpressive. I look at my two year old daughter, who plays on the computer, and can only imagine what she will be able to do with computers by the time she is in college. How will we ever keep up?
I enjoyed your post--you are nothing but honest! Let's face it, so many facets of our lives are touched by technology. Though ignorance can sometimes be bliss, in the case of computer technology, knowledge is power!
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