My nine-year-old daughter was typing up her first book report for school. She’d already written a draft on paper, and was transcribing the report to the computer.
I decided to have her do it in Microsoft Word. She’d written the title, and had gotten the first paragraph down when I decided she should learn how to save the document.
I pointed to the image of floppy disk and said, “Now click on the… the little blue square thing here.”
That’s when it hit me. She’s nine years old, and already Microsoft Word’s graphic for save is so out-of-date as to be meaningless for her. What was the point of explaining what the picture was of? We don’t have any floppy disks. She’ll never see one.
Who We Were Then
- Maddie (9 years old)
- Aaron (7 years old)