Hello World

Quick Start

There is always a start.
——————————-by someone smart

The famous “Hello World” program, almost the first lesson for every programming learner in basically every language, originated from the C Programming Language book’s predecessor: A Tutorial Introduction to the Programming Language B published in 1973:

#include <stdio.h>

main()
{
    printf("hello, world\n");
}

The author, Brian Kernighan, states in the interview that

What I do remember is that I had seen a cartoon that showed an egg and a chick and the chick was saying, “Hello, World.”

Then what?

He himself might not even realize that it was this simple sentence that would lead millions people’s to the path of a software engineer, a programmer (or 26,4 million specifically in Daxx’s research, of course I wonder the count for “real pros”) Neither do many realize how this could be a great highlight in the history. Some of them wouldn’t even care about “Hello World”, they might just print it and continue to the next task in tutorial (probably loop or something). With no doubt, it is the “Hello World” that calls programmers to take this very popular position and causing bald issues.

Why?

Why are we valuing such a simple sentence? It seems that for everything we are hoping to find where it came from, even though it matters little. “Hello World” only exist in a demo or introduction in the book, you probably won’t find it in a slightly larger program, even the example itself is defective since it lacks a return type and sentence, yet we are still thrilled to learn how everything started.

Why?

I have no answer here, but as I said, there is always a start. We look for start not because how much it can be helpful, but for the experience we had, which defines the personality and identity of ourselves. We seeks to know the origin as we are hoping during this long journey we are still holding to our intentions from the beginning.

I am hoping I could follow this, which is why I am writing down this very first blog. I want it to be a remainder whenever I looked back at my footsteps, hoping I am still on the trail.