A Word Processor

Write about your first computer.

Several steps up from this

First you had the typewriter, then the electric typewriter, then the telex machine, the word processor, and finally the computer.

Going electric

The first telex machines that could transmit messages abroad didn’t show the user what they were typing. If the keys went down it was connected, if they didn’t it wasn’t. You literally typed blind and you had to be good. I used one of those.

No paper!

With the next generation you had paper so you could see. Less fun and less of a challenge. If you wanted to save your work you could switch the punch tape on and it would stream out a 3/4” wide tape with lots of holes in it. I could read those holes!

Complete with Creed tape

Then the word processor arrived. Basically an electronic typewriter with a screen. At last you didn’t have to re-type an entire page for one mistake, or try to make Tippex look natural!

Amstrad word processor – what you saw on the screen wasn’t what you got on paper!

After that was the Spectrum, a games machine with a keyboard. Our wedding video was edited on one of those.

There you go! A computer/games machine!

Then finally the desktop computer, and it took off from there.

A computer!

When Microsoft invented the WYSIWYG view – what you see is what you get – the life of a typist was complete! Prior to that you saw the document on the screen but that might not be what printed out. It was frustrating but Microsoft saved us all.

So yes, that’s how old I am.

An abacus for the original bean counting commuter (person)

The original computer was an accountant. That’s what accountants, or bean counters were called.

They were computers, now they use computers, (and swear at them). The beans were probably more reliable! 🤣

I’m off to count sheep. If you don’t use that term it means imagining counting sheep to bore yourself to sleep. In actual fact counting sheep is challenging, hilarious, and quite exhausting if they’re on the loose! As my husband knows, he used to help his uncle on his sheep station in New Zealand.

Think I’ll stick with the beans! As he did – he’s an accountant.

Best love

Amorah – Deb

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Published by debdancingstarhawken7

I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx

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