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In Awe of The Computer

Good God! I just saw my blog has received about 1030 page views. This is goodnews, the fact some blogs recieve about 4k pageviews in a day notwithstanding. This got me reminiscing on the history I share with computers and the Internet.

I remember the first time I saw a computer. It was sometime in 2002, my Primary School had acquired a computer at that time and the computer tutor took pride in teaching us about it. I remember part of our lessons included practicals in which Mr Moses the tutor would summon you to 'the computer' and ask you to type your name. I recall approaching the computer with great awe, and humility and using my right index finger to 'input' my name, I-M-M-A-N-U-E-L. I recall the great pride that followed afterwards. I was in awe of 'the computer'. We were taught we not to just put it off like a TV, we had to carry out some special procedures called 'shutting down'. Only one dude in my class, Elijah Monday knew how to shut down 'the computer'. He was genius for that.. To think the awe inspiring computer was some Second hand Pentium 1 computer makes me laugh now. Back then only only one family I knew had a computer.

It was in Secondary School I had opportunity to get close up with computers. My first test in the subject Computer Science comprised of clicking, opening folders, and closing them. Clicking! Lol, I remember getting worked up before a test hoping I would click properly. Within weeks, months and years, I was good with computers, Caleb Grimah and I even began making Power Point presentations for fun. Then he fell in love with Photoshop and was lost forever. I recall wondering what a person would ever want with Photoshop. I now know better.

Big thanks to Old Shepherd's (my Secondary school) they afforded me the exposure to the internet. However, the first time I went online was in 2004 (I think), my dad took me with him to send emails. There were just about two cyber cafes in Lafia then, Aibro Cyber cafe and another one. Aibro cyber cafe was our regular cyberspot. So when our school got internet facilities and appointed me Library man in charge of the library and internet, I fed on it hungrily. My first website was immanuelgaladima.geocities.com or something like that, it was subsequently shut down when Geocities went under. My first email address was driftlordIII@yahoo.com, someone stole it from me lol (A friend told me he would steal it, I dared him and he did). It was around that time I even opened my Facebook account.

Now we look at people without facebook accounts as weird. almost every one I know has one. I stalked a lot so I know. These days I go online daily, spending at least 2 hours daily, a lot of freaks spend a lot more time online. Almost everyone has an email account, there is Twitter now.Most people surf the net on their phones and hardly visit cybercafes.

The awe for computers is gone. I have one and I do with it as I wish. I even consider it a servant of some sort to me. Kids these days know computers like the back of their hands. I saw a six year old toying with with a tablet in church once, and he was completely at ease with it. A nine year old Nigerian kid was recently certified as a Microsoft Office expert. When I was nine, I was content with searching for I-M-M-A-N-U-E-L on the keyboard and typing them in microsoft word. How times change.





Happy Ed Kabir Holidays.

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