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My digital life began early, from when my parents began my foray into the digital age with what would advent my computing career: the iBook clamshell. This seemingly advanced computer pretending to be a creature of the sea provided me with a much-needed outlet for my creative endeavors. Namely the introduction of drawing and key mashing that provides for every 4 year old the necessary activity of pushing his finger into technology.

Realizing my potential as a writer at the early age of 4, my parents enrolled me in preschool. Claiming that it would benefit us later on in life, my preschool teacher set out to teach my classmates and myself the ever-necessary art of cursive. Now ignoring the blaringly obvious fact that cursive has never helped me in life, we move on. Out of the clamshell and into the sea, my key mashing techniques furthered with the introduction of typing games on PC computers. Instead of using all my fingers, though, I learned to cheat and type quickly with only two fingers. While at the time it seemed harmless, my teacher disapproved and helped me in time to gradually find my rhythm on the cheap plastic keys that outlined the windows XP interface. Blazing through the Oregon Trail computer games and my first phone (with snake and Tetris demo included), I delved into the world of speed-reading having barely experienced normal reading. In hindsight this was a good idea (mostly for standardized tests). Fluency reading, as they called it, involved me quickly reading passages of writing out loud to my class for prizes. In hindsight, such prizes were not worth the annoyingly fast pace of my speech now.

Persuasive essays marked my ascent into adolescence. Embarking on my first literary journey, I wrote a persuasive research paper on the nature of the relationship between the musicians of Led Zeppelin, Jimi Page, and Robert Plant. Hoping to use my paper as fodder for why they should be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, I later found out that they had already been inducted in 1995. Growing up in the 2000s, I always had the option of either typing or writing my essays by hand and I usually chose the latter. Having temporarily lost my hand at physical tasks like typing quickly on a computer, I rekindled it by learning the saxophone and trumpet as my eyes learned to read and register sheet music.

Facebook was when my desire for computers began to wane. Realizing how terribly lame it was, I gave up on poking and forever retired my all my fingers except my thumbs which I saved for my smartphone. Until more recent years, where I picked up a bit of coding, I avoided my computer for all but YouTube and Netflix. This class will be a rebirth of sorts.