Stevan Majstorović
Stevan Majstorovic
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Nešto što se zove “Klub mikroračunarske tehnike”, zvuči tako soc-realistički. U novosadskoj srednjoj elektrotehničkoj školi, sredinom bezbrižnih osamdesetih, u jednom takvom klubu, podgrevale su se tinejdžerske pasije prema računarima. U dvadesetak „kvadrata“, sa leve strane domaći Galeb, Velebit i Galaksija, sa desne obično neko donese Spectrum. Između navedene „tehnike“, tiska se barem tuce opčinjenih srednjoškolaca. Utorkom i četvrtkom. Čeka se red, kucka se BASIC, učitava se software sa kasetofona, prepričavaju „podvizi“ i hardverska obećanja rođaka gastarbajtera. Tih godina u Novom Sadu se na „SPENSU“ redovno održava i „Fofites“ – IT event, današnjim rečnikom rečeno. Veći prostor, puno više ljudi, atmosfera „klupska“. Opet gomila domaćih računara: LOLA 8A, beočinski HOBY ZR 84, TIM 011… i čudo – Apple II u providnom kućištu. Mnogi su ove šanse iskoristili za svoj prvi neposredni kontakt sa računarima i početak snova koji su danas java. Moj tadašnji san bio je memorijski modul za moj ZX81, koji je RAM povećavao sa 1K na 16K. Nekako je bio zalutao u vitrine Kluba. Profesor Blažo Mirčevski, koji je tada vodio Klub, imao je dovoljno poverenja da ga meni, nepoznatom klincu, pozajmi „na reč“ na višemesečno korišćenje. To je mojim programerskim pokušajima praktično dalo „neograničen“ prostor i enegiju. Ova priča je sa jedne strane moj mikro omaž svim tim ljudima koji su tih godina organizovavli sejanje digitalnih snova po Novom Sadu. Sa druge strane, otvoreno, to je potraga za sličnim ljudima danas. Ti današnji ljudi mogu pomoći u ostvarenju današnjih snova u primeni tablet računara u mHealthu. Na takvom projektu radim sa nekoliko klinaca iz osamdesetih. Nismo prestali da sanjamo.
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Something called the “Microcomputer Technology Club” has a socialist-realistic sound to it. In the Secondary Electrical Engineering School in Novi Sad, in the middle of the carefree 1980s, teenager passion for computers was nurtured in one such club. In some twenty square metres, on the left domestic Galeb, Velebit and Galaksija, on the right usually someone brings a Spectrum. At least a dozen enchanted secondary school pupils squeeze between the above “technology”. On Tuesdays and Thursdays. Waiting in a queue, typing in BASIC, downloading software from a tape recorder, retelling “ventures” and hardware promises of cousins from abroad. In those years, the “Fofites” – an IT event, to use the modern language, was regularly organised at the “SPENS“ in Novi Sad. More space, much more people, a “club” atmosphere. Again a heap of domestic computers: LOLA 8A, HOBY ZR 84 from Beočin, TIM 011… and a miracle - Apple II in a transparent case. Many took these opportunities for their first direct contact with computers and the beginning of dreams which are the reality today. My dream at the time was a memory module for my ZX81, which expanded RAM from 1K to 16K. It somehow ended in the Club’s show cases. Professor Blažo Mirčevski, who managed the Club at the time, trusted me, an unknown kid, enough to lend it to me “upon my word” for several-month use. It practically gave “unlimited” space and energy to my programming trials. On one hand, this story is my micro homage to all those people who organised seeding of digital dreams across Novi Sad in those years. On the other, honestly, it is a search for similar people today. These people today can help achieve today’s dreams in the application of tablets in mHealth. I am working on such a project with several kids from the 1980s. We have not stopped dreaming.
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