Years ago when I first got my computer, I was upgrading from an electric typewriter to the trust old 486. For the first twenty minutes, I just looked at it, partly in awe and partly in ignorance – unable to figure out what to do next. I called a teenaged nephew ( yes on the old fashioned land line with a fixed instrument no less) and after much running around between the two rooms where both the gadgets were connected I managed to get the computer up and running. I once asked my computer man how it was possible for adults to find it difficult to do anything while teenagers could manage without so much as a wink of an eye. “Simple,” he told me, “they are fearless and confident that if anything does go wrong, their daddies are there to take care of it!” I couldn’t understand the logic but found it to be true.
However, the other day the peace in our house was shattered by the loud alarming wails of my father-in-law’s computer. He being an octogenarian is even more at sixes and sevens with technology so asked me to step in. I adopted the attitude of a teenager and pressed a few buttons till the computer kept quiet. Unfortunately, my father-in-law didn’t want a quiet computer, he wanted a working computer and stared hard at the screen willing it to light up. Just then, my little two-year-old grandson whose head just about came on top of the table pressed a button and the computer came to life!
We were amazed – as I’m sure the little fellow was because the computer must have just come on accidentally? Or did he really know what he was doing?
p.s. I’d like to thank the classmate on my WhatsApp group for sending me the picture that inspired this post!
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