Then her brother Max walked by. "You need an app," he said. "Look for the Camera."
There it was: a perfect picture of her smiling face, messy hair, and the little birdhouse.
She held the birdhouse up. In the computer window, she could see her own messy hair, the bookshelf behind her, and the birdhouse in her hands. She smiled wide.
Lily wanted to show her grandmother the tiny birdhouse she had built from popsicle sticks. "I’ll take a picture and email it to her!" she said.
Now, how to take the picture? She moved the mouse pointer over a big, round, white button in the camera app. It looked like a real camera shutter.
She grabbed her mom’s laptop. But how? There was no shiny button on the screen.
She turned the laptop around. Right above the screen, hidden in the dark frame, was a tiny glass eye—the webcam!
Then her brother Max walked by. "You need an app," he said. "Look for the Camera."
There it was: a perfect picture of her smiling face, messy hair, and the little birdhouse. how to take a picture with your computer
She held the birdhouse up. In the computer window, she could see her own messy hair, the bookshelf behind her, and the birdhouse in her hands. She smiled wide. Then her brother Max walked by
Lily wanted to show her grandmother the tiny birdhouse she had built from popsicle sticks. "I’ll take a picture and email it to her!" she said. She held the birdhouse up
Now, how to take the picture? She moved the mouse pointer over a big, round, white button in the camera app. It looked like a real camera shutter.
She grabbed her mom’s laptop. But how? There was no shiny button on the screen.
She turned the laptop around. Right above the screen, hidden in the dark frame, was a tiny glass eye—the webcam!
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