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A Valuable Skill

Following on from my last post, I've been remembering when I received my first typewriter - then the cutting edge of technology. I'd asked for one for Christmas, probably without realising just how expensive they were. Mum decided that I could have one but to make it an investment, she also bought me a book teaching me how to touch type. I remember it was called "Typing Made Simple" and she said she wanted me to learn how to type properly, that the typewriter wasn't a toy. I spent hours in my bedroom after that, bashing away on the keys. 

Being able to touch type has been invaluable in my life, as a student, secretary and now as a writer, a well as in every day correspondence. 

So I owe a big thank you to my mum, for guiding me to learn such a valuable skill.

Thanks Mum, you're a wise woman!

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  1. Very sensible mum! I used to love typing with a proper typewriter. Somehow a computer keyboard just doesn't feel the same :-) x

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  2. I don't touch type I sort of make it up but is seems to work (actually I've just realised I use all the fingers of the left hand and one on my right!)

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  3. Hi Teresa, I know what you mean, but I do think that computers are much easier on the fingers, I lost count of the number of times I got sore fingers when they missed the key and slid down the side.

    Wendy, how ingenious, I bet you can get up quite a speed!

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