My Mom’s Macbook Pro
I was thirteen years old when I ripped open my Mom’s Macbook Pro. Using a screwdriver, pliers, and a toothpick I disassembled the computer part by part, organizing each piece into different sections, not knowing any of their functions or purposes. I was marveled by each stick of RAM, connected circuit, and processor. As I continued to dive deeper, I soon found the hard drive. A small three by three inch box that could hold hundreds upon thousands of bytes of information. I was awestruck. I was able to hold hundreds of documents, pictures, and songs, all in the palm of my hand. From here I gazed over its sleek black mother board, intrigued as to what all of the golden dots and miniscule black boxes did. My curiosity was sparked, and my Mom’s computer was in ruins. Furthermore, igniting my obsession with the hardware of computers.
Ever since I was a kid, I have wanted to know about how things work: how a …show more content…
While there are various noteworthy engineering strands, the one that stands out the most to me is computer engineering. Computer engineering appeals to me because of its expanse into people's lives, and future opportunities. As a relatively new field, computer engineering has grown exponentially over the past few decades. These new innovations and gadgets have had a great impact on my life since the day I was born. SMART Boards occupying each of my grade school classrooms. Then at the age of ten, after a summer of meticulous yard work for my neighbor, I bought my first apple Ipad. From here more and more technology began to enter my life. Each new laptop and smartphone making my life somewhat easier and faster; starting a snowball effect of me being my family’s go to person for help with their slow computers. Now, today, there's not a square foot of my room that doesn’t contain some form of technology. And I owe it all to computer