Wednesday, May 27, 2020

The Quick Brown Fox


In my ancient writing days, those were the words I'd type, to test a typewriter I needed to become familiar with.


"The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog."

From a portable typewriter, I shifted to a Canon battery-operated typewriter I bought from a friend.

It had a tiny window on it, where you can see what words you're typing.

Then, when I became managing editor at the American Chamber of Commerce of the Philippines, Inc., I started using the crisp, and bigger, electric-run IBM Selectric.

Even writers morph, you know.

Then I took a short-term certification course on DOS, and started learning about computers.

Then, nothing.

I took other jobs.

Became an entrepreneur, and started selling and marketing, designing and merchandising.

But the quick brown fox was born a writer, so I'd go back to writing every so often, and yes, still testing computers with those words.


"The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog."

And now, I research about those words, and find something really cool.

It's always cool to know the history of things.

And here's what I found.

You see, the learning never stops.

For as long as we're breathing, and we're interested in learning, we just open our minds and hearts to such.

Now, the quick brown fox is quicker.

I don't test how fast I type.

I suppose I'm fast enough, judging by the volume of blogs and posts I've written.

Not including the everyday online marketing and pitching I do.

Oh, I better tell you how I learned to type as a child.

Promise not to laugh.

Papa had this two-volume Webster's dictionary.

I saw an illustration of the typewriter keys.

I pretended to type on those, and when my father got me a real typewriter -- for I had become his "secretary" -- the learning curve was smooth.

Like I said in the previous post, my writing came from a love for reading.

I just plainly LOVE words.

God created me that way.

It took root in me.

And now, it cannot be weeded out.