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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Cyber Communication (email, IMís, etc) (11/04/10)

TITLE: Techie Granny
By Leola Ogle


Techie Granny

I admit it - Iím old! I remember telephone party lines and when mobile phones were so big you needed two people to lift it (okay, thatís a slight exaggeration.). I had just gotten used to the phenomena that I could send a paper around the world via a fax machine, when technology escalated way beyond that.

Giving up my word processor for a computer was agony, like an old friend being replaced by a newer, more modern version. I could certainly relate. Embarrassed to admit I didnít know the first thing about my new computer, I did what any intelligent person would do. I bought a teaching video. Perfect idea, except that instructor spoke a foreign language: icon, control panel, case sensitive, desktop, start menu (apparently I would be able to order food from my computer). I lost track of all the words he used. If my computer contained those things, I had no idea how to get to them. When he mentioned search engine, I knew I had bought the wrong video. I watched them unpack my computer, and it didnít include a separate engine.

Being a quick learner, I mastered that computer. It was that or be out of a job!

When cell phones became owned by everyone including kids, I declared ďI donít want or need one!Ē So - my first one was large enough that I could easily find it whenever I absentmindedly dropped it into my purse. Do you know they make special pockets on purses for cell phones? I thought it was just a handy place to keep my keys.

I had to get a cell phone - I felt so left out. Whenever I was in a restaurant, I noticed most people didnít talk to each other, they talked on their phones. At first I considered buying a toy phone that looked real so that I could at least look in the groove (do we still use that word?), but then my husband explained the ďfamily planĒ. Well, I certainly belonged to the family - in fact, they wouldnít even be here if not for me. I didnít need a cyber guru or teaching video to tell me how to produce a family. I finally started putting my tiny phone in those little pockets on my purse though. Donít ask me how many calls I missed before I learned that lesson.

I begrudgingly gave up writing real letters for corresponding via emails, wisely learning to be guarded with my words because once it was in cyberspace, God only knows who might read it. Thereís also a blackhole sucking up some emails never to be seen again, like those socks missing from the dryer.

Getting a phone with internet access rocked my world, but I soon became disillusioned and called my husband.

ďThis phone is possessed! It vibrated all day, but when I try to answer, no one is there.Ē
Alright, no one told me the vibration meant I was getting an email. Definitely not my fault! These things should be clearly explained.

I finally learned texting. I love texting! That way if Iím crabby or donít like someone, thereís no voice to give it away. Besides, I really donít like to talk to some people, you know -ďblah, blahĒ- so I text instead. I know not to text while driving. I am definitely not that coordinated anyway.

I do social networking and have 400 friends there, mostly because Iím too nice to decline a friend request. My family was concerned that I have friends called Motorcycle Maniac and Dangerous Dan, so my grandson went into my profile to make my phone number and address inaccessible. Gee, it had been accessible to people?

Havenít done twitter yet - maybe next week! Can I tell you a little secret? I hate IM. Email me and Iíll tell you why!

I thank God for modern technology because my granddaughter is currently serving in Afghanistan. I love God, my family, and country, but sheís mommy to my great grandkids. My sorrow at them being separated for nine months was softened when I found out they could Skype everyday.

Someone please tell me that picture sent over cyberspace of a tiny gal in fatigues holding an enormous weapon is not really my Rachel! Maybe Iíll master Skype so I can ask her.

Bye now! If youíre in my contact list, youíll be getting an email because Iím starting a prayer chain for Rachel.

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Anita van der Elst11/11/10
I like the informal, conversational tone of this. Isn't it interesting, how we resist the new technology & then end up embracing it?
Verna Mull 11/12/10
Oh boy can I ever relate! You've done much better than I!
Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 11/12/10
This was wonderful. You have a great sense of humor. I can't tell you how many tomes I giggled out loud. Your MC is quite endearing I enjoyed every bit of it.
Brenda Rice 11/13/10
This is one of my favorites. Your MC has a great voice. I think this is a great take on the topic and your use of humor is delightful. Thanks for sharing this with us.
Robin Jones11/16/10
Very, very funny. I laughed out loud. Cheers!