Praise of Great Grandparents
17 December 2001
I want to put on record my delight and admiration for the efforts made by my
parents and Peters parents in keeping up with all my emails and for plunging
right in to the perils of cyberspace!
I love dads description of mum and her wonderful friend, Eileen, as they
spend many frustrating and sometimes successful hours getting messages read
and written. He compares it to watching a couple of enthusiasts playing the
pokies: You push some buttons and wait for the numbers to come up. Sometimes
they do, but more often they dont. Sometimes you hit the jackpot and you
get a free spin. I like that description, because I know how much fun
mum has playing the pokies, so I hope she is enjoying the computer just as much,
and as most people also know, she does VERY WELL on the pokies, so Im
sure shell have this machine licked in no time as well.
Mums description of her cyberadventures is also as fascinating: Eileen
tells me, Now Dulce, we press this button to connect and this to bring up the
program. We wait 5 minutes and nothing happens. Then she starts again &
eventually up comes some info saying you have a letter from Majella. Well it
may be 20 30 minutes later after switching on and off and pressing several
buttons and we may get your letter... Then I say I will send an
answer. Well, I write several pages, press gadget to send, my finger
slips and I delete it all instead. Well, do I give up? NO never.
Now occasionally, I do receive these gems, and they are of course a delight
to me, but I had to admit I wasnt fully aware of the blood, sweat and
tears required to get each one on its way. I also reply to each one, but Im
sure some of those replies have never been received. Despite these frustrations
and anxieties about viral attacks and extension cords, I know mum and dad are
still almost considering the possibility of buying a computer. Just think, mum,
of all the hours of fun you could have!!
Peters parents are of course, also made of stern stuff and have accepted
the challenge of being digitally homeless with determination and doggedness.
Jeans efforts in particular are commendable. She writes about her description
of her arduous efforts to attend a 5 hour computer training course at the Toowoomba
School of Learning: ...the Toowoomba School of Learning is at the far
end of Jellicoe St any further and it would be on the downward side of
the Range. I made enquiries of bus times but none connected so I caught ours
into the Interchange and walked from there to the Toowoomba School of Learning
(thats several kilometres!!!). As I passed Mt Lofty I was dive-bombed
by a vicious magpie. The only head covering I had was my handbag and everytime
I put my arms down to rest, the clicking of his beak could be heard in attack.
When I arrived at the place, Andrea gave me a great welcome, got me a cold drink
of water and a chair to sit myself down.
Jean faced the ordeal of fighting with the mouse before heading back to face
the maleficent magpie and get a taxi home. Then she had to get back a couple
of days later for the next session. What a great effort! Jean and Harvey have
also now taken the more exciting (but hopefully less perilous) step of buying
a computer. They are receiving lots of help from Sean, Emily, Hannah, and others.
That much help might also be not dissimilar to being pecked to death by magpies,
but I know everyone is very excited about their parents, grandparents, and great
grandparents being prepared to take on a very real challenge.
I want to make a toast to Mum, Eileen, and Jean. You are my heroes! Bravo!!
And good on Dad and Harvey for being great supporters of these fine women (and
for being secret computer enthusiasts, Im sure).
While Im praising great grandparents, I should also include my regular email correspondents and technical whizzes from Texas, Murray and Genny, and also Nita and Merv who have been faithfully printing my emails for Jean and Harvey and the Webbs. I am abundantly blessed with family and friends who are forever young.
Love to all
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