<Tested free resources, straight to the point>
- If you are an adult, go directly to the free courses on Bilibili:
Author: Heima ProgrammerCourse: See the title in the image below
- If you are a child, just search for free websites:
https://hourofcode.com/us/en/learn
Both resources can be accessed without a VPN, learn for free, and play for free. I have personally tested both, and they are easy for complete beginners.
These are the two codes I managed to grasp in two hours. Quite simple, right?
However, before this, I gave up for three months because I couldn’t install Python on Windows 7. Today, I tried again and succeeded. It’s easy for a learning slacker to repeatedly step in and out at the beginner level.
End of the useful content, the following is just nonsense, those in a hurry can scroll away.
<Why Learn Python at an Older Age>
If I didn’t have kids, I would never think about what Python is.
If I didn’t have kids, I would never pick up English again.
If I didn’t have kids, I would never dare to make career plans. Yes, having kids makes me less anxious about work.
If I didn’t have kids, I would never open a world map and fantasize about living or working abroad one day. I wouldn’t even dare to think about it. Of course, now I only dare to think about it.
A learning slacker mom relies entirely on her child to fill me with knowledge. Every day when he goes to kindergarten, he tells me at the school gate: “Study hard!” Okay, I’m going home to study while he goes to school to play.
Learning this and that is not about considering work, but I realize that what I know, my child will know. If I don’t know English, my child won’t know English; if I don’t know Python, my child won’t know Python. So I need to update my knowledge base. As his first teacher, I at least need to introduce him to the basics, and his future learning will depend on him.
<Side Note>
This side note is a bit heavy, but after thinking it over, I decided to write it down.
I often hear: “You only know your parents’ love after having children.” I don’t know if I’m ungrateful, but after having children, I increasingly feel that my parents love me, yet I find it harder to be with them.
Even now, when the whole family gathers together, there are still endless arguments. As a result, I rarely take my child back to my parents’ home. The other day, my child asked me: “Why do they always argue at home?”
My mom is a typical nagging mother. My dad never expresses any demands but hopes you can read his mind and understand what he needs through his subtle hints.
They have argued all their lives, living as resentful partners. Now nearing 70, they still live in a cycle of mutual blame. It’s not just surface-level blame; it’s a deep-seated desire for the other to disappear, yet they refuse to divorce for the sake of appearances.
I have actually asked those whose parents are still alive and who argue with their parents. After their parents pass away, they all regret it and repeatedly advise me to cherish the time together. But as children of a resentful couple, after trying various efforts and adjustments, it remains a deadlock, and I don’t know what else I can do. I just know that when I learned they wouldn’t divorce, my heart died.
It’s hard to imagine that when one side eventually leaves, will the other two remember them fondly or regret it? They probably will. But knowing that they will miss and regret it, yet unable to get along well now, is a difficult feeling to endure, so difficult that I can only escape.