WEARING OUT MY FINGERS ON KEYBOARDS
COMPARING AND CONTRASTING
There were times in my life that a museum of typewriters could have been something I held qualifications to oversee. From my very earliest childhood memories my maternal grandparents each had their own different kinds of typewriters. Script type once had an actual typewriter devoted to that concept in contrast to the old business typewriters. Script typewriters could find similarity to your own income computer and not the one you had to use at the office to write those more important things that you had to impress people with neatness. This age of choosing your own SCRIPT on a computer has a history, trust me. My grandmother's typewriter only typed letter that looked just like the following:
Computers today may be in most homes, but in the 1960's it was not my personal experience that everyone had a typewriter in their homes. Try learning to type when you are 17-18 years old starring at the above letters. No the learning experience I would wish on anyone, even those worst enemies. Then they would have an excuse for why they are the way the are. Try using I learned how to type on a script typewriter as your personal excuse for screwing up. Haven't tried blaming that one for the way I am, but it would make sense at the age of 60. Learning eye and finger coordination with an old manual script typewriter would definitely go under the C's in my life challenges.To give greater meaning to when I use the word KEYBOARD visual learning to type on a piece of crap that had LETTERS that were stuck all the time involving arm motions to pull them back from the paper when typing meant actual INK on your fingers messing around with the pads on each LETTER. It is little wonder that when I say my typing speed is due to the piece of crap I had to learn on it makes no sense to the ears of another. When I was a senior I was typing over 90 wpm with 0 errors in typing class in high school.
That is my claim to fame! When you get over 60 years old you can look back and see those little things you should have done. I should have not lost that piece of paper signed by my teacher that looked so fancy. I could have it framed in my living room and tell stories about it and not seem so weird as just trying to say what I was doing while I was learning to type fast on a crappy typewriter.
We need campfires to sit and tell stories around. If I was designing retirement homes for us old people, they would have a big bonfire every night! This would give jobs for those young people getting the firewood for us each night. Cavemen had something going that is too minimized with the word primitive. It would be plus to add marshmallows and getting to choose our own roasting sticks. This request is based upon these weary fingers of mine after decades of KEYBOARDS. I'm sure someone could invent a Velcro glove that would attach to a marshmallow stick given this whole creativity thing that makes me living in the Dark Ages.
It's all in how we see life, I see my life based on that blasted manual script typewriter with sticky keys having to roll a ream of paper one at time and be careful my margins were set right and I didn't keep on typing past the paper. Staring at you finger to make sure you POUNDED the right key and then look up at you paper and see you been typing on a roller instead of paper gave me meaning for the word FRUSTRATED when I was 18 years old.
It takes so long to get rid of SMUG FEELINGS, I've learned that SMUG is something that scares me. I spent so many years SMUG that I was someone that had not drank or smoked cigarettes in high school. Self-made SMUG thrones are not good to build to give you a view above others. Hindsight isn't fun. That is some real wisdom there. You know how many years it took me to figure out WHY as an 18 year old I wasn't at beer parties or smoking cigarettes? Too darn long is how long. I was learning the word FRUSTRATED while I was 18 years old thanks to that crappy manual script typewriter belonging to my maternal grandmother.
Sitting around my fantasy retirement home with a bonfire telling stories of my life to those that are trying to talk over me would actually provide the material for a good television show. This bonfire every night with a gathering of us old people from the dark ages, has a bonus for me. At least they would know what a manual typewriter is. Walking into a typing classroom at the age of 18 years old in 1968 was a much different experience than walking into a room full of computer KEYBOARDS attached with cords and plugged into the wall. Today having reached my magical age of 60, I can at least say we were saving energy back then with out plugging our keyboards into electricity. Electricity had been invented in 1968 however not connected to the thought that the word KEYBOARD would bring into your mind. ONE LETTER AT A TIME means something different to ME given my typing speed at 18 years old learned on one crappy manual script typewriter. I have an excuse for a SLANTED view of life due to the stupid script style that came with that handy-dandy machine of my youth that was appropriately colored RED. So you have to add in the concept this was a CRAPPY RED TYPEWRITER with the letters on the keyboard NOT LOOKING in the same form as what letters you could see typed on the piece of paper. This with the added dimension of not typing out onto the roller. CONCENTRATION has a different meaning to me at the age of 60 due to a RED PORTABLE MANUAL SCRIPT TYPEWRITER belonging to my maternal grandmother.
There have been MANY times that I wished I was out drinking beer and smoking cigarettes when I was between the ages of 17-18. When I talk about a red manual typewriter as a anger stimuli my life it sounds justifiably WACKO. In my DICTIONARY of my life THE WORD WACKO would have a really long section for its own definition.After now passing my magical age of 60, I can FINALLY today admit I am WACKO and it is actually fun. There are pluses and minus to having PETER PAN as the first example of motion and sound that I ever experience bombarding my little body from a a talking box during those DARK AGES when there were not televisions in every home. And, it was about a year before I watched my daddy and another guy carry in a big box into our living room and everyone around me was exited. Trying having thoughts of a scarey CROCODILE annexed to what those all around you would consider a magical moment
DISCOVERING YOUR OWN PERSONAL FEAR STIMULI FROM EARLY CHILDHOOD and some doctor in Denver wants me to write a book about stress to help other parents when I'm then 52 years old in 2002. I don't want Freud's job and I'm definitely not a want-to-be Freud.
I have some cute memories of my little mother in the last years of her life, AFTER that doctor in Denver. She was always at that time saying that it seemed that I spent my life causing waves in her life. She liked my lecture101 when I would laugh and tell her that "it's only in swamps that don't have wave action that you find CROCODILES and in the ocean you will find the mind the most beautiful fish". Profound thought but based upon that evening now long, long ago and far far away when I sat in front that darn movie Peter Pan and the scary crocodile and thinking it would jump out of that box and eat me. Everyone has to find their own darn fear stimuli from early childhood. Trust me it's a LONG trip to get past memories of elementary school when my CROCODILES TRANSFORMED INTO HUMANS and little humans at that. I could be known as a want-to-be Crocodile Hunter. Add that to a blasted red manual portable script typewriter from the age of 18 years old. We're talking about what someone does who HATES TO WATCH TELEVISION and can finally understand WHY! C.R.O.C.O.D.I.L.E. Notice those letters are not typed in a SCRIPT FONT like crocodile.
Self-understand makes you realize you are WACKO. I have learned to PUT MARKERS in your memories of those points that have MEANING ONLY TO YOU. I have the life before a RED MANUAL TYPEWRITER and Life After that experience and others call it your senior year in high school.
This is why I have my own HUGE library full of dictionaries .. it helps me make sense of this think that we so easily learn to read and write: LIFE.
My library of DICTIONARIES won't me YOUR LIBRARY or anyone else's LIBRARY filed under THEIR OWN WORDS. If you want to look up anything about a manual typewriter come to my library, I have lots of research you can use. If you don't look at a red typewriter and feel TOTAL HATRED AND STRESS then how can I help anyone with their stress stimuli?
That's also called splashing around in the ocean of life and almost drowning on the other side of the coin. I use the example of another human CHARTING YOUR BEHAVIOR when you can be laying in a hospital bed to help the doctor when he reads the chart. BEHAVIOR is a TRICKY word. There is a whole shelf of Dictionaries on the word TRICKY in this huge library I call my Life. MOTHER is a word that will go in that dictionary series given I had one and am one providing insight into my word TRICKY.
STRESS is tough, I was STRESSED AS A KINDERGARTNER ABOUT AN CROCODILE THAT WOULD EAT ME. I was a kindergartener and I'm sure seeing a picture of CROCODILE WOULD TOTALLY STRESS ME OUT.
This has definitely been a PLUS in why the age of 60 is my MAGICAL AGE, however that movie is deceptive with all that focus on Peter Pan and not so much on cute little Tinker Bell.
At least a PLUS of this early childhood experience and cute little Tinker Bell, I have no expectations that anyone else would attach the same thoughts to the word magic that could PULL INTO MIND cute Little Tinker Bell. The MINUS of this is this Peter Pan thing and nothing to say about Pirates and the scary Alligator. Finds similarity to talking about a typewriter to someone, so generic. They don't have a mental picture of a blasted red portable typewriter of their senior year in high school that gave meaning to the word FRUSTRATION when they are in their 30's. My path has not been easy when I was looking for Tinkerbell and her flying around on a television screen before I was five years old. That's a cute little thing to try to catch as an adult whose eyes expanded give meaning to the word STRAINED.
STRAINED is one of those bold type words in my own Dictionary of Life. When you make your own Dictionary, you don't have to worry about this alpha-numeric crap. THIS IS MY DICTIONARY AND NOT YOUR DICTIONARY, thank goodness for you. You probably had fun during your senior year in high school! The words PORTABLE MANUAL RED SCRIPT TYPEWRITER would not be found as a term in yours with pages dedicated to those words definition. FRUSTRATION and STRAIN stimulus in your own life is your problem.
One of my own famous quotes that I actually hold NO expectation of other's putting under the word FAMOUS in their own Life Dictionaries is on the word CODEPENDENT.
PETER PAN SYNDROME has been accepted in psychology and laypeople and, by some psychology professionals since the book "THE PETER PAN SYNDROME: MEN WHO HAVE NEVER GROWN UP) by Dr. Dan Kiley and published in 1983.
It characterizes the personality of an immature person and also includes narcissistic behavior. It groups those with this disorder an undependable, rebellious, anger, narcissism, dependency, and manipulation tendencies. According to Dr. Kiley, "Peter Pan" is the adult little boy who, when in a relationship or in seeking a relationship, acts out a need for mothering.
Dr. Kiley also wrote another book called, "The Wendy Dilemma" published in 1984. A woman who (often unconsciously) acts in a mother role. Contributing the other half of co-dependent couple's circumstances, her responses to the Peter Pan man, is over-protection, possessiveness, complaining, and "martyrdom."
Read more: http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_is_the_Peter_Pan_Syndrome#ixzz18GkcO8P3
Around this bonfire of those over this magical age given to a year based on TINKER BELL
when they are talking and completely ignoring me and we all blame a noisy bonfire for not listening to the person next to us, we all could be defined as WACKO.
had moved from those poor scribes that spent their life probably getting ink off their fingers as I did with learning how to fill my own computer's print cartridges. It was much easier to just change a typewriter ribbon, trust me kids.
MAGIC AGE
I've finally reached what I personally term my MAGIC AGE and something that as a small girl was something that was overseen by Tinker Bell, the keeper of magic. Learning the word MAGIC as a little girl that stuck thoughts of Tinker Bell in my mind is not a path that I would advise any little kid to choose.
