Anyone under the age of thirty will probably not even know what an
old fashioned typewriter looks like unless they see one in a book or
a museum, but we Baby-boomers from the Dark Ages sure know and
remember those old monsters with shuddering horror !!
Cast your mind back to those rigid little keys that you had to hit
with force of a sledgehammer compared to the caressing feel of a
modern computer keyboard !!
The earliest typewriters used keyboard layouts that had letters
arranged alphabetically. These layouts enabled the typist to locate
keys easily. However, a problem often occurred. When the typist
struck in rapid succession two or more keys whose type bars were next
to one another, the bars frequently jammed. To remedy this problem, a
helpful fellow called Sholes helped develop another layout in the
1870's. This layout, known as QWERTY, is still the standard for
keyboards in most English-speaking countries. It is called QWERTY
because the letters Q, W, E, R, T, and Y appear in succession near
the upper left-hand corner of the keyboard. In the QWERTY layout, the
bars for the letters that most often appear in combination in the
English language are far apart.
It always amazed me how beautifully manicured some secretaries could
keep their nails when mine were ragged and split and scuffed from
tackling those objectionable old Remingtons.
I must now let our younger readers know that these typewriters were
not powered by anything other than ones own manual forcible hand
power !! Oh yes indeed, the pounding of one of the letters by one's
fingers, moved the little key along until you reached the edge of the
piece of paper and then with the help of a little lever you would
with some considerable force, manually push the carriage across from
the right hand side of the paper back to the left hand side. And this
had to happen at the end of each and every single line, and they dare
complain about RSI (repetitive strain injury !!) This was jolly well
hard labour you mark my words.
Things improved a tad when the electric typewriter was invented but
for some reason the manual typewriters were kept in the schools and
offices in Zimbabwe for many years probably as a form of corporal
punishment.
Typing more than one copy of anything was a nightmare. Several copies
of a document were often demanded by unthinking bosses who had never
laid a finger on a type writer in their pampered lives !!
There was the all important top copy of nicest bond paper, followed
by the flimsy pink sheet of paper which probably went to the accounts
department, followed by the pale blue copy which went to the sales
department, then the buttercup yellow sheet which went to the filing
department and last but not least the white sheet which probably
ended up in the bin but was compulsory just to test your mettle as a
typist AND each sheet interspersed with a sheet of carbon paper.
Even getting these six sheets of paper to line up evenly with the six
sheets of carbon paper tucked in between, was a work of art trust me !!
Now I had to actually explain what a sheet of carbon paper was to my
daughter !!
Woe betide you if you made a typing error and pressed the wrong key
by mistake !!
Out came that horrid blue pencil typewriter eraser, it had a white
piece of rubber on one end and a itsy bitsy brush on the other. Each
copy of that darned manuscript had to be altered in minute ghastly
detail. Little pieces of paper carefully and painstakingly placed in
between every single sheets of paper to stop the carbon marking the
paper below as you rubbed ever so delicately as not to tear that
awful flimsy paper. It was a total nightmare.
The introduction of tippex made things a teensy weensy bit easier but
not a great deal, white blobs and splodges were a dead give away to
the boss, and most secretaries gave a sigh of relief when those
little continuous tippex strips were invented as if you were careful
enough you could get away with a whole lot more in the mysterious
realms of typing trials and tribulations.
I never had a typing lesson and was self taught which was probably
why I never stayed, thank heavens, in any typing pool for too long,
but radio and TV scripts also had to have several copies, one for the
audio, one for the operator and one for the video operator.
None of this cutting and pasting that we know of today, if you needed
to put in some extra words, too bad, out came that piece of paper and
you started all over again from the top !! Imagine the poor fellow
who had to type out War and Peace for Mr Tolstoy !!
Now I know we have probably forgotten the horrors of the old
typewriter already, but do you remember changing the ribbon ?
Oh yes, it had a little spool with an actual sixty inch ribbon that
jumped along winding merrily from spool to spool from side to side,
black on the bottom half and red on the top half of the more modern
machines and these little darlings had to be changed periodically at
much cost to life and limb.
There would be ink everywhere, on the desk, on the clothes, on the
fingers, on the nose, I could cry when I remember those awful awful
cruel days of typing yore !!
And so when the blessed computer was introduced into our lives, life
became a whole lot easier. Our children will never ever know just
what horrors we had to go through will they.?
It is with sad regret we write to inform of the untimely passing away
of our Works Manager - Mr David Lowe.
Mr Lowe suffered from pancreaitis and passed away at Mater Dei
Hospital,
Bulawayo on Friday 6th November 2005 after a short illness.
He will be sorely missed by all at Nimr & Chapman and by those people
with whom he had dealings.
His funeral was held on Saturday 12th November at 11am at the
Whitstone School Chapel, in Burnside, Bulawayo.
DIRECTORS, MANAGEMENT & STAFF
NIMR & CHAPMAN MNFG (PVT) LTD
CONDOLENCES
MITCHELL: Micheal Howard (Mike) 7.8.1931-8.11.2005
Beloved husband of Myrtle passed away suddenly on 8th November in
Durban.
A Memorial Service will be held at the Umhlali Methodist Church @ 2pm
Friday 11.11.2005.
Myrtle can be contacted at PO Box 6044, Zimbali, 4418 Ballito
or E mail: myrtle.mitchell@absamail.co.za
She would love to hear from any of their collegues or friends who are
still in Zimbabwe.
Fondly remembered as a gentelman, sportsman & friend of all the
Stockenstrom family - RIP Mike
CONDOLENCES
DIRK KERSTEN - BELOVED SON OF HANS AND FLORA, MUCH LOVED BROTHER OF
JASON. OUR HEARTS ARE BREAKING WITH YOURS FLORA AND HANS.
A MEMORIAL SERVICE FOR THE LATE DIRK KERSTEN WILL BE HELD AT C.B.C.
ON TUESDAY 22nd NOVEMBER 2005 at 11.30 a.m.
ALL WHO LOVED DIRK AND THE KERSTEN FAMILY ARE INVITED TO BE WITH THEM
AT THIS SAD TIME.
One can easily understand a child who is afraid of the dark. The real
tragedy of life is when grown men and women are afraid of the light.
My heart is moved by all I cannot save:
So much has been destroyed
I have to cast my lot with those,
who, age after age,
perversely, with no extraordinary power,
reconstitute the world. -- Adrienne Rich
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