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Technical progress
It just so happened that since the children left, I have been writing everything about more about Leo. And about Sasha why not? Injustice! I can justify myself only by the fact that this injustice is not my personal, parental, but fatal. Until recently, we talked with Alexander with Alexander - for technical reasons.
The grandmother responsible for Leo lives in Pskov, where computer specialists are in a hurry to help at any time and install programs on demand. So the connection has been established for a long time and reliable.
Sasha was distributed to the rural area, with all the ensuing problems: unreliable Internet, mobile communications - not always and not everywhere, and there was no one to establish a democratic and convenient for communication. Alexander had to master the installation of software with our telephone support.
The process did not last a day or two. There were problems with the transmission of video images, with sound setting. But Sasha-I am proud of his perseverance-nevertheless achieved his first serious computer victory. The connection earned, and I finally, after a month break, saw my boy. Genurated, stretched out, tanned. And it’s already completely adult.
Alas, happiness did not last long - literally a dozen minutes. The video card of the Sashin computer, already exhausted by the unhealthy temperature regime of this summer, could not withstand the additional load and - PFUI! - burned. I had to switch to telephone conversations again, which, alas, due to the cost of intercity calls, cannot last long.
I was happy alone. There is no computer - there are no computer games that grandmother’s grandmother allows her beloved grandson in a much larger volume than I personally consider reasonable. Alexander, having lost his iron friend, took off to the street - to swim, run and look for adventures, as it should be for a healthy child.
True, I did not leave fears that the adventures of fourteen -year -old boys can already be unhealthy. But telephone intelligence reported that the offspring was occupied by the construction of a wooden raft, then cleaning the local pond, or in the invention of the active game model. This Sashkina is indefatigable creativity very much impresses me. He grew up in such a curious, living, “Krapivinsky” teenager ... True, while there is no computer nearby.
But there was a phone call:
- Mother! They bought it to me!
I immediately guessed that a long -standing child has come true:
Laptop?
Yes! Urrra!
My heart trembled in a bad foreboding, but spoiling the long -awaited joy is a crime.
Congratulations! You dreamed about it for so long!
Yes! He is like that ...
What kind of “he”, we discussed telephone for several days with the whole family, while the laptop was learning and stopping. When the case was done, Alexander was simply hung in touch, he called either to me or to Leva. We chatted for several hours a day - either with one son, then with another, then all together. Frankly, I even began to disastrically lack time for work.
True, the video is still unreliable-then the image disappears, then the entire Internet with the Sashina side. I had to switch to virtual pagers, exchange "notes".
“ICQ” for me is a long time ago one of the main tools of communication. Friends, colleagues, employers - in ten years, kilometers of negotiations have accumulated and, accordingly, ascade slang - specific, for an extraneous glance, illiterate reductions, distortion of words. And a fair amount of print speed with improper staging of a brush also gives a huge number of typos. Usually virtual interlocutors do not pay attention to such nuances. But one thing is to speak with adults, another with his own son.
With children, it really turns out, all the moments are pedagogical. In correspondence, we definitely have the consolidation of the “beloved” school skill - spelling. Therefore, I had to take on tightly - to follow the purity of the language, to check each message so that it was infectious, not a bad parental example.
I dealt with myself quickly, but with Sasha ... it began with the fact that he, filling out personal data, made three mistakes in his own surname - “Cyripitzsky”. I grabbed my head:
My child, are you there, to read completely? - Observation is old and proven, literacy is directly connected by reader skills.
No, I read. An hour. In the evening.
And what are you reading now?
Harrison, "Lost planet."
First, the memory, and then Yandex told me that Harry Harrison has an indomitable planet and has a surviving. And of the lost - only paradise.
You are sure?
Yes!
Put the content briefly.
Well, there is about the planet Pyrrh.
So it's indomitable!
No. Lost! - Oh, the famous Sashino stubbornness!
Well, go, look at the cover.
Lost!
I am directly curious, now I’ll call my grandmother, I’ll clarify.
Mom ...
What?
Don't call.
Why?
I don't know where the book is. I read it for a long time.
Yeah, I thought so.
In general, now I have a new task - how to remotely distract the child from the computer and add to reading. But this thought is still thinking. And in real mode, we solve the problem of chromium spelling using a harmful laptop.
Sashins spelling errors are striking in my eye, like evil wasps. But to correct each time? It seems that the child will quickly fall out of love to communicate with the boring parent. Therefore, I hold myself in my hands and try in the nearest lines to give an accidentally the right version of writing.
Alexander, as a rule, the hint understands and corrects. If he is mistaken many times-I indicate with jokes-prisoners. For which my son pays me the same coin.
"Anyway" is written by RAB!
And "separately" is written together!
I know.
Me too.
“Rabbi” a typo, and “all the same” is a mistake!
This is how the cats are spilled with the mouse. But we will assume that this is also a pedagogical moment.
To be continued.
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