Computers and 5 Year Olds
Yesterday T**, my five year old asked me if she could use my computer to type the word "ant", which she had learned in school. She told me she had worked on the computer at school to spell the word, and now she needed more practice. Being the nurturer I am, I sat her at my desk, opened MS Word, asked her what color she wanted the alphabets to be ("PURPLE"), made the font size 48, and let her take control.
First she had a bit of trouble locating the letters, so I guided her just a bit. Afterwards, she was sitting here just chuckling and giggling in awe. She was extremely excited that she was able to use the computer at home. For her, this was more interactive than the pbskids website that she plays on sometimes, where most of what children do there is point and click.
So after typing the first "ant", she exclaimed, "How do I do it again?" I showed her the ENTER key. The cursor moved to the next line. "How do I erase it?" was her next statement. I showed her the BACKSPACE key. She urged me to go find something else to do, and I did. Upon returning, she had typed the word down three pages. She looked at me and said, "How do I print it?" Well, we had a small problem; we couldn't print from my printer because I hadn't loaded the software yet. So I suggested that we move the file and then print from the network. She seemed a little frustrated....Of course she would be, what was I talking about? "Network"? What does that mean to a five year old?
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Then she wanted to know whether she could take a copy to her teacher, Mrs. Grossman. I assured her that she could. But before we moved the file to print it, I asked if she wanted to type her name across the top of the first page. "Yea, sure!" she remarks. So she spent another five minutes locating the letters to type her first and last name. In her locating the letters of her name, she would look at the monitor, spell her first or second name aloud (whichever she worked on), look at the monitor for a missing letter, then hit the key of the missing letter. She repeated these steps until she had typed both her first and last name.
Afterwards, I saved her "ant" file to a home shared drive, and we ran to the basement to print. She was so energized after doing that, she had to eat a bowl of ice cream. I felt good because I had a chance to see a side of T** that I don't always get to see.
Now that's motherhood!