I apologize for the delay in the video lesson. Please bear with me while I keep trying to get this on the air.
I wasn’t going to talk about the cursor in the first lesson, but the more I thought about it, the more I saw the need to put it first because you can’t do anything without the cursor.
In the first lesson: we will learn about the desktop, left and right clicks, folders; files; apps (or programs), icons
This is what the cursor looks like, you all probably know that and can do some things on the computer already. email, surfing the internet, but I am going to get down to the very basics of the computer.
Only two things are important to remember when using the mouse. The two buttons on top portion of the mouse have two clickers they each do separate and distinct things. If you can remember the two functions you will learn things quickly.
Left click: always chooses something – click on an object an outline appears around it. The left click always chooses.
Right click: if you right click, you will always get a dropdown menu. The menu that drops down, will give you choices to do something. You choose one of the functions so you left click to choose a function on the dropdown menu.
Now let’s take a quick look at icons. An icon is one of the “whatcha-ma-call-its” that I used to call “the little picture thingees on the thing that opened when I turned the computer on,” Is what I would tell my brother. ICONS is so much easier, and I don’t trip over the words when I say it – icons.
When I say that these lessons will be very easy it’s, because you will understand the everyday language I tell you and show you how to do things. As you can see, it will be easy to understand because I break down the lessons into bite size pieces.
Two more things I would like to cover in this chapter. One is the navigation or action bar, and the other is the taskbar.
I will have the video part of this lesson on by tomorrow at the very latest.
it used to true whenever Bill would look at me,
he’d always have a twinkle in his eyes
and I came to expect to see his smile
every time,
but now I wait for even his eyes to shine
as they did before, for a while I noticed
his eyes still shined, but that beautiful
smile didn’t follow as it did before.
A small upward turn of his lips is all he
could manage, but soon even that will be gone.
For now, his eyes don’t even shine they just look blank,
they just stare straight ahead, not even
the small upward turn of his lips is he able to manage.
The tears well up in my eyes, but I just smile
at him and many times he’d grab my hand
in desperation, for fear that I’d leave him sitting
there just staring straight ahead because he no
longer knows what he is supposed to do.
He took care of me as long as he could, but he has forgotten.
He thinks I don’t want to be with him anymore
He's been dependent upon me for the last five or six years of his life
, and I hate to admit it but it did become burdensome
and I feel guilty, and did I lose some love for him?
but my sister tells me that I loved him
and took care of him ‘till the end
She said I did it so well, and I did it out of love and
respect for him. I don’t feel that way sometimes,
but it is true.
He's forgotten much of what he used to be, a man
so capable of being alive and enjoying the life
he lived and the many things he used to do.
He did love me with all his heart, and he never
looked around to find greener grass. He saw
me at my worst, and my best,
and he loved me deeply through every single
moment of it good and bad. My sister reminds
me of how much in love Bill was with me.
She said she wishes that I could remember
how much it showed in his eyes when
he looked at me. I start to cry, the tears just flow.
I know I did love him too and many times my eyes
would show it when I was looking at him.
He never minded my tears; he’d always hold me
when I cried and he’d say
hat he didn’t know what to do for me
or how to help me. I used to look at him with
the love and appreciation for all the many
things he did through the years out of love for me.
I would tell him that he was doing it, just holding
me and letting me cry on his shoulder was all I would ever need.
Oh, how I still miss him. I find myself smiling
because I hear people outside my apartment
and think it is Bill coming home, just for a moment,
and then I remember that he is sleeping in death.
It still stings after all these years. now I know
why Jeremy had such a strong hold on me for so long.
I miss Bill still, and I wish he was still here to be
my loving husband the same as he was for 30 years.
These lessons are easy to follow. I explain what things are, and what they do.
You will not get frustrated, confused, or angry at the computer or me, since my lessons are in plain language that is not meant for the computer genius. There are some new words that will have to be learned, but even that will be made easier than doing it on your own.
There is even extra help for those who miss something or don’t understand a concept or way to do things at no extra cost. I will work with you until you understand and are able to master whatever it is you are working on.
No crashing computers
I crashed my computer so many times and lost everything I had accomplished; and many pages of journals and private diaries that I rewrite and post online had vanished along with everything else… This won’t happen to you. You will know what is Okay to touch and what isn’t.
I don’t want anyone to struggle with the issues I had and consequently give up learning an important tool that you need today in life. Many think they are too old to learn the computer and don’t want to bother with it. Can you say that today? It may not have been important back then, but every company expects you to order online, apply for a job online, file it online, or do something else online. Even the government expects it, so how are you supposed to do that if you don’t know how? or if you don’t even have the internet?
I know of one lady my age who has to sit through long classes a distance away because she can’t take these necessary classes for her job. There is really no need for this to happen to anyone. Don’t let your parents and other loved ones fall any further back from the rest of the world than they are right now. Sign up today for these classes.
Even students need to do research and school work online. Some students do not know how to do that. These lessons will help you too and give you the upper hand.
When I was just a young princess my hopes of finding my prince became much less hopeful with each frog, I forced myself to kiss. I say forced because with the word going around in that day, it was believed that frogs gave you warts. I certainly didn’t want warts and so it went that I had to close my eyes and force myself to kiss each one of those green, or brown, slimy creatures. Much to my dismay, not one of them gave even a whisper of hope that my prince would instantly appear after kissing those gross little creatures.
So, with a big sigh, and the fear of getting warts from each frog, I would spit on the ground, wipe my mouth with the back of my muddy hand, and spit again just to make sure that I got the taste of frog off my lips and all traces of the cooties they could possibly give me along with warts were gone. About the age of seven when I finally gave up on the idea of my finding a prince by kissing frogs. It seemed totally useless to me. Who believes such a stupid thing anyway? Well, I went back to my usual way of trying to find my prince charming and that was in the daydreams I would allow myself to indulge in each day. I did always wonder what a prince and his princess did when they rode away to live happily ever after. It seems that no one I asked knew the answer to that question either.
I asked Uncle Ernie about that and he said I would just have to wait until mine showed up so I could find the answer to that question. I then asked him just when my prince would be showing up. He told me he wasn’t sure when that would be, but he did know that my prince would show up just when he was supposed to. Uncle Ernie said that my prince might even show up as a knight in shining armor and rescue me from a tower. I gave him a kiss and climbed down from his lap. Maybe I would dream of this tonight. I sure did doubt it though.
My little corner of the attic was just the right environment to imagine that happening. In the winter the bare branches of the big acorn tree next door moved across my ceiling as though they were just waiting for me to fall asleep and they would then snatch me up and take me away. When I heard the wind whistling in the dark and saw the branches dancing across the ceiling in such a foreboding manner it was utterly impossible for me to even close my eyes. It was a pretty scary scene that played over and over again each night. When I got too scared, I would call my brother who slept in a bed on the other side of the chimney from me and sometimes he would let me climb into bed with him and he would put his arms around me. I felt safe with him and sometimes thought that maybe he was my knight in shining armor, but I do have to add that he was no prince charming. He was just an older brother who was mean to me as brothers usually are to younger sisters.
Well, even after some time had passed by and I was growing up I still waited for my prince charming but to no avail. I began to believe that there was no such thing as a prince charming who would take me away to live happily ever after. When I had just about given up on the idea of a prince charming even existing at all, I heard my mother say that she had just found her prince charming. I ran to her and asked her where he was and how did she find him. I was eleven at that time and she told me that I was too young to know how to find one, but she had finally found hers and I would find mine someday. I asked her if she was going to ride away and live happily ever after and leave us here.
About that time I started into JR High School for seventh and eighth grades. It became a painful realization that there was no such thing as a prince charming and there were no knights in shining armor either to come and find me or rescue me from a tower. My life did continue on and even though the reality of there not being a prince charming or a knight in shining armor coming for me on a white horse, I still held out a shred of hope for there to be someone to find me and rescue me from the nightmare of the teenage years. Nope, it never happened. I grew up and went through life in the normal way, getting through as best as I could.
Then one day I realized something miraculous had happened. There was such a thing as a prince charming. I now had the proof because my prince charming walked into my life to rescue me, but he was no prince charming, even though I saw him that way. He did finally appear after much doubt and fear that he would never come to find me and take me away from this house and my siblings. As for what they did and lived happily ever after? They must not have known what it was either, because they did not live happily ever after, and that finally ended her search for her prince charming. She learned that life was just life, and there are good times and bad times and we always figure out how to get through the bad times and we try to remember the good.
I remember his first kiss upon my lips, for that was the very moment he captured my heart; and it was that very day when our love began, there in the World of Reality. My heart was pounding, my mind racing with excitement, and my thoughts were running wild, I continued alongside him into a land not familiar.
I saw the sign: it plainly said “The land of dreams” Your eyes were so trusting, and your words so sweet. You easily convinced me that we belong together in the land of dreams. In the land of dreams our love began to blossom. The more words of love we spoke to each other, the deeper our love grew, yet, the many words of love we exchanged became so confusing to me. I’d find my thoughts spending much time in the world of reality; he always knew when my mind wandered back there. For it was only he who knew where I was, and exactly how to bring me back with him to be with alongside him.
I remember his first kiss upon my lips, for that was the very moment he captured my heart; and it was that very day when our love began, there in the World of Reality. My heart was pounding, my mind racing with excitement, and my thoughts were running wild, I continued alongside him into a land not familiar.
I saw the sign: it plainly said “The land of dreams” Your eyes were so trusting, and your words so sweet. You easily convinced me that we belong together in the land of dreams. In the land of dreams our love began to blossom. The more words of love we spoke to each other, the deeper our love grew, yet, the many words of love we exchanged became so confusing to me. I’d find my thoughts spending much time in the world of reality; he always knew when my mind wandered back there. For it was only he who knew where I was, and exactly how to bring me back with him to be with alongside him.
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