Oh so many years ago when typing was an actual course in school I despised it. Typing tests consisted of a piece of cardboard over your hands while you typed out a series of toggled case characters and spaces. I don't remember how well I performed in that class however I remember not liking it at all!
And there was my first job as a clerk in an Ag office. I had the grand responsibility of typing (on a typewriter) file labels and (get this) Rolodex cards. HA! While typing class did help me to be familiar with the set up of a keyboard I was not at all interested in all that proper mumbo-jumbo of form and placement of hands/ fingers over the keyboard. My peck and hunt typing got the job done.
Fast forward a couple of years in yet another clerical position that required typed form letters and memorandums. My mentor was a proficient typist and I marveled at the sound of her typing away. It was then that I chose to implement those propers of typing class. Silly as it is I wanted to type away just as my mentor did. I forced myself to adhere to proper hand placement and practiced typing the alphabet or my name over and over and over again without lifting my fingers and without looking at the keys. I was a bit slower, but I was quite a bit more accurate. That little bout of self discipline paid off when I landed a position as a medical transcriptionist where proficient typing skills are essential.
These days I am thankful for the instruction I received all those years ago and opportunities to exercise those skills. Typing, jut as my typing teacher said, is an invaluable skill. Becoming proficient at it allowed me to contribute to the financial stability of my young family and it has since become second nature. This little skill doesn't exactly make me to stand out in today's world, however it has greatly benefited me in conquering day to day tasks as mother, student, and volunteer.
Current course work has me typing up a frenzy and I am again reminded of the sentiments of my typing teacher. As tedious and monotonous of a task as typing can be, I am ever so thankful that I effortlessly accomplish this portion of assignments and my mind is free to process the nuances of the current course of study.
Heck, I don't even think twice about spewing my unimportant ramblings about nothing with all of you...you're welcome. :)
In a nutshell my small success is perseverance and self-discipline. I persevered through typing class and that first job only to decide that typing was important enough to practice and become proficient at.
Do any of you have a similar experience in loathing a grade-school course that has become a foundational skill? How did you come around to embracing it?