Don't know what made me think of this this morning, but I need to take a break from all of the who is right and who is wrong with covid, politics, Etc threads.
What's the best piece of advice someone ever gave you?
Here's mine.
It's end of junior year of high school.It's time to start thinking of what my schedule for senior year will look like. I knew I wanted to go to college and almost certainly would do something science related but nothing specific at that time.
I was finishing up French II. It was required to do 2 years of foreign language at my school. My French teacher was an elderly woman, prim and proper. I was one of her favorite students, I got very good grades in her class. She was quite excited because in my senior year she was going to get her first chance ever of having french III. And this was going to include a trip to France for the entire class. She really wanted me in the class.
I discussed this one night over dinner with my parents. My father looked right at me and said, "Son, unless you take a hard left turn at College you will probably never use French another day in your life. You need to take typing. Your handwriting is as bad as it is and given the amount of papers you will need to create in college typing would do you well."
It should be noted that it this time the Commodore 64 had just been in production for a couple of years. Most people thought we would have flying cars long before we would all have personal computers in our households.
So I listened to my dad and took typing. Learned everything from how to insert and line up the paper, proper spacing, Etc.
Boy was he correct! I can't imagine how things would be like right now with me having to hunt and Peck at each key whenever I needed to type something on the computers at home, work, etc.
He did give me other pieces of good advice throughout his life. However this one really just sticks with me.
Oh, and I will never forget that the quick red fox jumped over the lazy brown dog.