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中等

初中三年级

记叙文

家庭、朋友和周围的人

作者不得不学打字，虽然学完后就没有用过，但几十年后却用到了打字，并且颇有收获。

“Hands on home keys. Eyes on book. Ready. Type.” It was 1980. I was a 14-year-old high school freshman and I was struggling to type a letter on an electric typewriter without looking at the page. Most of the other people in the class were juniors and seniors. I had decided to take the class early to get out of taking a foreign language. I had enough trouble with English and learning French or Spanish seemed a lot more difficult than learning to type. I was regretting my decision, though, as I struggled to touch-type without looking at the keys. I didn’t really see myself ever using a typewriter again after the term was over.

“把手放在home键上。眼睛看书。准备。打。”那还是1980年。我是一名14岁的高中新生，我正在努力在电子打字机上打字，而不看页面。班上的其他人大多是高二高三的老生。我决定上打字课是想摆脱外语。我在英语方面遇到了很多麻烦，学习法语或西班牙语似乎比学习打字要困难得多。尽管我试着盲打，但是我很后悔自己的决定。在学期结束之后，我真的没有再碰过打字机了。

30 years had passed. My wife and I had bought our first computer. I wrote my stories by hand for a long time but decided to try typing one out instead. Amazingly, my hands went automatically to the home keys and I began to write. Like riding a bike my body remembered how to type after all of these years. Soon I was not only writing stories on my computer but sending them out on the Internet as well. Once I had been able to touch hundreds of readers of our local paper, and now I was able to touch thousands of readers all over the world. It was such a blessing and I thanked God for it.

30年已经过去了。我和我的妻子买了我们的第一台电脑。我用手写故事很长时间了，但我决定尝试打故事。令人惊讶的是，我的手自动地进入了打字模式，我开始写。就像骑自行车一样，我的身体在多年之后还记得如何打字。不久，我不仅在我的电脑上写故事，而且还在互联网上发送它们。我曾经触摸到当地数百名读者，但现在却能触及全世界数以千计的读者。这真是一件幸事，我感谢上帝。