Hello…my name is Helen and I will be nine years old this September. My grandpa is typing this article for me because I am still very new at using computers, but I am learning. My mommy and daddy are experts and they have given me a child’s iPad that I can use to send emails to my friends and my grandma and grandpa. I love getting email messages from them.
My grandpa and I have been great buddies since the days when he and my grandma used to watch me while my parents were working. He would sleep on the futon and I would sleep on his chest. I was just a little baby at the time.
My grandpa has an important job as chairman of a large club of old people. It is not polite to call them “old” so he wants me to say: “Senior Citizens.”
We talk a lot about how his club is able to communicate (that’s a big word) with them by using the computer. Just like I do with my iPad, he can send messages to so many whom also have computers. However, so many are intimidated (another big word) by the computer and he has to use the Post Office and expensive stamps to get messages to them. That is such a waste of money, and is so very, very slow.
I really hate to see my grandpa sad. I try to cheer him up by saying that maybe they will learn so they can send emails to their own grandchildren, nieces and nephews like he does. He gets even happier when he and my grandma get emails back from me and my little sister who is five. He tells me that everywhere there are special programs for seniors to learn and libraries that make computers available if people don’t have their own. But still so many refuse to learn. That must be very frustrating for my grandpa.
It would sure make him happy if more of his members learn how to send and receive email just like his eight-year-old granddaughter. Making him happy always makes me happy too.