I was 10 years old when we got our first family computer that was put in the living room and became the center of attention for everyone who came to our house. I grew up with an older brother, who had begged my parents to buy him this computer in the first place. Before we got this computer he had some experience with computers as he used to go to his friends’ house and use computers for games and web surfing purposes.
I was always the sheltered younger sibling who did not know much about computers. The day when we got our first computer, my brother got help from his friends to set it up and they spent hours on the computer just setting it up and then doing different things on it. I was watching from far, waiting for my turn to use the computer. My parents did not know much about computers either so they decided to let my brother take the lead on everything when it came to the new computer at our house. After spending a few hours with his friends on the computer, my brother decided to go for a walk with his friends. I thought this was my chance to take a look at what it really was. I had seen my brother use the PC start button to turn it on, so I pressed it and it turned on. I double clicked on a few things on the desktop and drew a few things on paint and realized it was time for my brother to get back home. This is when I realized that I only knew how to turn it on but did not know how to turn it off. I remembered my brother did something with the mouse to turn it off and didn’t use the PC start button to turn it off. As I started to panic, trying to remember how to turn it off, my brother came back. He yelled at me for touching the computer without his permission and turning it on and claimed that I don’t know anything about computers and would have wrecked the new computer.
This fight with my brother instilled a fear inside of that I can never learn how to use a computer. I lived with this fear up until I went to high school and got my own laptop. Only then did I realize that computer was a very useful thing and one cannot break it by just doing their work on it. However, my parents are still afraid of using the computer today.
The question this experience raises for me today is: my parents supported my brother when he yelled at me because they did not know how to use computers either, so there was this stigma that it is something new and we don’t want it to get wrecked so stay away from it. It makes me want to think:
As we celebrate the start of a new year, 2018, is digital technology still something that people of certain age fear? How can that fear be uplifted?