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Grown Mindset and Me

I like to think I can take technology in stride.


From Melvin Mallard at Flikr
I think I have to readjust what that phrase means to me every semester. Normally all that comes to my head is how often I would use technology I already know about and am skilled at. However, it seems that new advancements in higher education blow me out of the water with new techniques every time. I'd glad that I get to learn so many different things as I go but sometimes new platforms and tools take some time for me to get used to than others.

For example, I began using Canva my freshman year of college. And I truly love it. On the other hand, Wix was a very difficult concept for me to understand. For whatever reason, I simply couldn't figure out exactly what it was I needed to drag or needed to download or etc. etc.. It didn't dawn on me to ask for help since Wix seemed like a program most everyone around me understood so I didn't want to push it.

But look at me now. I have a full-fledged Wix portfolio that showcases the work that I have done in my classes and Agency so far. While not all the work is prevalent in the field I want to pursue, I don't think any experience is bad experience. I think learning about new resources and putting them to work in everyday jobs is important to advance ourselves. While I have professors and courses that require me to broaden my horizons, it will not be nearly the same once I am out of here. I think we are moving towards an era that a lot of the technology I will use this semester will be common knowledge. As I am aging, it is important to keep in mind that the world will keep advancing whether I do or not. 

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