A/N: This is something i had in my mind. LOL…all fiction. Enjoy! Review! BTW, Jessica is 11.

It was a sunny morning. My 7-year-old cousin, Lily, my 15-year-old sister, Jenn, and I were sitting in our patio, sipping slushies. Jenn and I wanted to prove that kids these days are too crazy about technology. So we thought about asking Lily, who was very smart for her age. Jenn went in the house, and brought out a typewriter.

"Hey Lily, what's that?" I asked, pretending to be clueless while pointing at the typewriter.

She sat down, pondering about what to answer. She likes to answer questions, even if she doesn't know the answer.

"Um, mini stairs?" she said.

"Really?" Jenn asked, trying to hold back a grin. I laughed loudly. She gave me what I call: "The Evil Eyeball".

"Er…a reject Apple computer? Or a gadget for TypingManiac?"



We sat for a few minutes staring at the typewriter.

"Um…Jenn, what's a typewriter?" she asked innocently.

"OMG! Lily, you are hilarious!" Jenn and I both yelled at the same time.

Then we all started cracking up. We were having a great time. Who knew kids would be really that hilarious? A poke from Lily brought me back to my senses. I shook my head, blinked, and said, "Yes, Lily?"

"What is a typewriter? You didn't tell me the last time. You just laughed and laughed!"

"Oh well, here we go again! A typwri-hahahaha!" I said. I couldn't tell her because I kept on laughing.

"A typewriter is a thing that people used to type back when computers, iPads, iPhones, iTouches, and all those other gadgets weren't invented yet." Jenn said.

"Um, but how can a person live without an iPad?"

"Jenn, we got lots of explaining here to do…" I told my sister.