I continued to communicate through the popular AOL and AIM, while also creating a website about me, called MySpace. I successfully learned to upload pictures, blog, and add text to a website. Not only was I using the computer, but I was given a cell phone, something my parents never owned when growing up. It was a silver flip phone that took pictures and had texting. Sometimes I forget what it is like to not have a cell phone. Now, if my Blackberry were to die for an hour or so I’d freak out; I feel out of touch with the world.
Growing up with a younger brother and sister I’ve experienced Nintendo 64, GameCube, Xbox, Wii, you name it. Although I may not be as digital native as my brother when it comes to steering Mario and his go-kart around race tracks, I still know how to play. In fact my brother, who is ten years old, received his own laptop this Christmas. A lap top! I was lucky enough to have a family computer when I was ten.
Thinking back to high school I was required to take a business typing course. Before this course I would type using one finger to punch the keys one at a time. (my father still does this today). This class taught me how to type at lightening speed. While in college I carry a wireless laptop with me to class, taking notes or accessing any other information in a matter of seconds. I am able to navigate Web 2.0 and other social networking sites such as, Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, and Tumblr. I am still amazed when I see students and children using a newer technology, the infamous I-Pads.
Compared to others, who are digital immigrants, I am a digital native. I consider computers, cell phones, and video games a way of life, something I couldn’t live without, while my elders see them only as difficult, technological advancements.