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I have always thought of myself as a digital native.  One afternoon, I was reading a book with my 8 year old daughter and the book referenced a record player.  She looked up at me and said, “Mommy, I don’t understand what this part is talking about.”  We had to have  discussion about what a record player was – She thought it was talking about a machine that would read (play) what you had written (recorded).  At that moment, I realized I was not a digital native – She was!  My children have lived their entire lives in the digital world.  These natives get restless when Wi-Fi isn’t available where ever they are, when their battery dies and don’t understand that a time existed when you couldn’t just Google the answer to a random question that popped into your mind.

Clearly, I am not a digital native if I can remember (vaguely) 8 track tapes, 45s, tuning the red line of the radio just right to get the static out of the music, type writers, white-out, and typing on carbon paper to have a duplicate copy of a research paper.  I am a digital immigrant.

immigrant – a person who leaves one country and settles permanently in another; a plant or animal that establishes itself where it did not previously exist.

I have established myself in the digital world – a place that I did not previously exist.  While I can remember a day where digital everything didn’t exist, I cannot imagine a day in my life where I don’t have digital interaction with the world! I am DigiDanielle!

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