Deep in my memory I can still recall the first time I ever touched a computer. It came to our house in a white box that had a picture of an apple with rainbow stripes. As Forrest Gump so eloquently stated, "some fruit company". It still does look like a fruit company. After the newness wore off and us kids were allowed to touch this machine thingy, my brother taught me how to play pac-man. At school I remember playing typing games for brief increments of time after lunch. Even though I was only in 1st grade I could already feel that sense of competition rising up in me. "I supposed to be a faster typer than my neighbor... hmmm... well than I should probably use more fingers than my two pointers".
Years down the road my dad got us a new Gateway computer that seemed way more fancier than the previous machine. On this device my family had dial up internet access and my brother could play poker with a stranger from another country. At this point in my life my friends had computers too so we played Oregon Trail a bunch. Somewhere in my middle school years I learned about power point presentations and in high school I took a computer class as an elective. Here I learned some basic excel skills, some word doc shortcuts, and I slightly enhanced my typing wpm.
It was not until my college years that I got a new MacBook. This purchase thrust me into a whole new world of Garage Band, i-tunes, i-dvd, i-move, i-photo...etc. My life is forever changed.
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