Tumbling down the rabbit hole
"Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit
with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again."
I felt this when I got my first computer at home. At first I felt rather intimidated. Neither one of my parents or anyone among my friends managed to understand how it worked. I was 9 years old so I thought I didn't stand a chance against a device that even grown ups couldn't figure out. I spent a week starring at it with owe and intimidation. But I couldn't resist. Driven by a burning curiosity just like Alice, I decided I should give it a try.
For my computer offered an endless amount of possibilities. It could answer sincerely to everything that I asked. It would never make a mistake unless I did one first. It would be my trustworthy friend. Fascinated by its concrete logic I spent a great deal of my time trying to master it. While many of my friends at school discussed the latest computer games, I would talk about the latest computer viruses and ways to deal with them. Every day I would make a new discovery, with the same look of surprise mixed with fascination on my face. I was falling down the rabbit hole fast and had no idea where the bottom was.
Then a door to another world opened. A world, full of knowledge and information, rushing through the phone line fast and uncontrollably. I was in wonderland. I found more information than I ever dreamed of. More than I could handle. I thought of myself as ignorant and small in front of all this knowledge, but I also felt tempted to explore this new world. Tempted to reach information inaccessible to me before, tempted to learn.
Everything in my life changed. I felt a newfound desire for knowledge. At school, I was most interested in mathematics and physics, and I did my best to broaden my understanding on these subjects. Also, I was lucky enough to have the right teachers. They were carring and willing to teach me things outside the school curriculum, and for that I am grateful. Of course they were some exception. My 6th grade teacher used to say "This is how it is. I will not elaborate on this any further. You wouldn't understand it anyway...". But I did. I looked it up on the internet and I did understand it. For the first time I didn't need teachers to acquire knowledge. For knowledge was free and open to me to harvest it. I guess I should thank my 6th grade teacher for making me realise that.
Now I keep moving forward. I try to learn something new every day. I am now twice as old as when I first pushed the "on" button, but still burning with curiosity. Even though I managed to understand how the computers, the internet, and everything in wonderland works, I am still not satisfied. Now I am ready to indulge in a world bigger and more complicated. The real world.
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"Alice started to her feet, for it flashed across her mind that she had never before seen a rabbit
with either a waistcoat-pocket, or a watch to take out of it, and burning with curiosity, she ran across the field after it, and fortunately was just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge.
In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again."
I felt this when I got my first computer at home. At first I felt rather intimidated. Neither one of my parents or anyone among my friends managed to understand how it worked. I was 9 years old so I thought I didn't stand a chance against a device that even grown ups couldn't figure out. I spent a week starring at it with owe and intimidation. But I couldn't resist. Driven by a burning curiosity just like Alice, I decided I should give it a try.
For my computer offered an endless amount of possibilities. It could answer sincerely to everything that I asked. It would never make a mistake unless I did one first. It would be my trustworthy friend. Fascinated by its concrete logic I spent a great deal of my time trying to master it. While many of my friends at school discussed the latest computer games, I would talk about the latest computer viruses and ways to deal with them. Every day I would make a new discovery, with the same look of surprise mixed with fascination on my face. I was falling down the rabbit hole fast and had no idea where the bottom was.
Then a door to another world opened. A world, full of knowledge and information, rushing through the phone line fast and uncontrollably. I was in wonderland. I found more information than I ever dreamed of. More than I could handle. I thought of myself as ignorant and small in front of all this knowledge, but I also felt tempted to explore this new world. Tempted to reach information inaccessible to me before, tempted to learn.
Everything in my life changed. I felt a newfound desire for knowledge. At school, I was most interested in mathematics and physics, and I did my best to broaden my understanding on these subjects. Also, I was lucky enough to have the right teachers. They were carring and willing to teach me things outside the school curriculum, and for that I am grateful. Of course they were some exception. My 6th grade teacher used to say "This is how it is. I will not elaborate on this any further. You wouldn't understand it anyway...". But I did. I looked it up on the internet and I did understand it. For the first time I didn't need teachers to acquire knowledge. For knowledge was free and open to me to harvest it. I guess I should thank my 6th grade teacher for making me realise that.
Now I keep moving forward. I try to learn something new every day. I am now twice as old as when I first pushed the "on" button, but still burning with curiosity. Even though I managed to understand how the computers, the internet, and everything in wonderland works, I am still not satisfied. Now I am ready to indulge in a world bigger and more complicated. The real world.
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