First Steps
Time was when the Internet was something other people visited. Not my scene…too late for an old dog like me to learn new tricks. But snail mail gave way to email and one had to get in there or be left out. So, unwillingly, I was dragged in. And I just read my mail, posted replies and exited fast. Computers, technology and me? Hey I liked reading and books and writing…the old-fashioned way. Two-finger typing was strictly to reply to those emails- that’s all.
It’s fun, they told me. Excuse me? I said. My 13-year old daughter laughed. You’ll soon get the hang of it they promised. Who wants to? I wondered.
Then it happened. Revelation. Enlightenment. Discovery. I discovered the window to worlds undreamed of. And they called it a search engine. A rather mundane name for a magical door. Google. Suddenly, before I knew it, I was hooked. And there was no going back. Shades of the Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Peter Pan, Alice in Wonderland. I’d found the magic potion and I just had to drink of it every day. And I opened that Google gate to a voyage of discovery.