The first real “programming job” was organizing markup for my dad after school, back when I was a little over 10 years old. In exchange I would get to choose what we would have for dinner, or a pastry or candy, or just the feeling of playing a big people game.
But it was honestly the best thing. I was so proud of myself. While my friends were watching tv, my dad taught me how to code. So cool. Back in the day when Dreamweaver was all the rage, I went in and did all the repetitive or simple tasks by hand. I’m not even sure it was useful, but I did learn a lot and I saw that what I wrote in this tangle of tiny black, blue, and green Courier New characters actually did something in the other screen. We would make mathematical games, and I helped with small tasks in his website. This is all long gone, but I do remember it dearly.
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The first real “programming job” was organizing markup for my dad after school, back when I was a little over 10 years old. In exchange I would get to choose what we would have for dinner, or a pastry or candy, or just the feeling of playing a big people game.
But it was honestly the best thing. I was so proud of myself. While my friends were watching tv, my dad taught me how to code. So cool. Back in the day when Dreamweaver was all the rage, I went in and did all the repetitive or simple tasks by hand. I’m not even sure it was useful, but I did learn a lot and I saw that what I wrote in this tangle of tiny black, blue, and green Courier New characters actually did something in the other screen. We would make mathematical games, and I helped with small tasks in his website. This is all long gone, but I do remember it dearly.