My Walkie Talkie: The Story Of A Walkie Talkie

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As I laid my curious, four year-old eyes upon a mysterious button, I could hear it calling to me. “Press me. Come on. Do it.” Unable to resist the temptation, I pressed it to find a little compartment slide out of the side of my walkie talkie with a tiny man inside. He smiled, waved, and then slid back into my toy in order to operate it. Completely taken by surprise, I was unable to react. Immediately afterwards, I scrambled to press the button again. I had so many questions to ask the strange man. How does he live in my walkie talkie? Does he ever come out? Are there 2-inch tall men in each of my toys? Before I could find the button again, I woke up. Remembering the dream vividly, I was struck with curiosity. I always assumed that my walkie talkie carried my voice to its twin just because it was in its nature to do so, but after I had that dream, I started to wonder about what really made my toys and other devices function. …show more content…

I found six screws on the back panel and, with the help of my dad and a screwdriver, I opened it up to find, not a little man, but a circuit board. “How does a green rectangle control a walkie talkie?” This raised more questions than answers. I later learned that I was holding a circuit board in my hand and that there were more parts inside the walkie talkie than I had uncovered, but my four year-old self was incredibly confused. I sat on the sofa for hours staring at the device, tracing copper pathways and poking at it to see if it would

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