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My little hacker

My little hacker - Thelma Cox

Can you believe that my four year old managed to unlock my phone and change my password? Yes, you read it right. My kiddo did all that. I was staring at my phone trying to figure it out what happened, why I can’t unlock it, when he told me it’s blocked.

I replied saying that I have noticed that. I asked if he had tried to turn it on and play his game. My question made him laugh. He said he played it only once. I thought he was joking. How could have done that once the phone was locked? I had never shared the password with him, nor taught how to type it on the phone’s screen.

Well I guess I did not need to do any of that. My little hacker confessed he had seen me swiping my fingers on the screen and he had performed the same movement. Then voilà, the open was unlocked.

I was surprised but still I could not understand how he had changed the password. I imagined it must be an accident. That he would have ended up in the settings menu and while trying to find his way back to his game, he might have done something.

That was only half of the truth. Indeed he ended up there by accident, but he said he realized it was asking for a password. He added that he wanted to play a trick on me and decided to put the password from his tablet on my phone, which he did, successfully.

There are several steps to be performed in order to change a password on your phone. How my four year old did all this on his own beats me, but he did! Nowadays the younger generations seem to have their way with technology more than we do. What could have seen unimaginable to us, is now a common thing for them.

Their minds work differently. One of the other days, while I was driving to the Dallas acting classes and he was playing on my phone I got a call from the car rental company where I rented a car for a few days. He recognized the emblem of the company and told me right away that they were calling.

Children’s memory is fantastic. Because their brain is growing, they absorb so much information that we don’t even think about. They still have plenty of drawers to fill up with information, whereas us, we start to fade the memories and forget them.


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