typewriter造句

The typewriter is obsolete.

But typewriter is slow.

Don't fiddle with the typewriter.

An electric typewriter would hasten the work.

She tapped out a news story on the typewriter.

She is pecking away at the keys of a typewriter.

I heard the typewriter clacking in the next office.

I've taken my typewriter in for an overhaul.

First it was the telegram, then the typewriter.

This model of typewriter is efficient and durable, economical and practical for middle school students.

She took the liberty of using your typewriter while you were away.

But we all knew something was happening when we heard the unmistakable striking of typewriter keys.

He gave me his old Underwood typewriter and I set it up in the basement.

There's a reason why we're not still writing in shorthand, he says: "The typewriter was easier and less tiring."

I understand that. I find the business of getting up in the morning and going to the typewriter absolutely awful.

I sat in my dad’s study and plunked out my first “novel” on a manual typewriter when I was eight.

How can I believe in God when only last week I got my tongue caught in the roller of an electric typewriter?

There was no desk, no bookcase, not even a table, only the nasty couch, with a typewriter on another milk crate in front of it.

He took all afternoon on each one of them, on account of having to hunt for each letter on the typewriter.

I was still alive, and I still had a daughter whom I adored; and I had an old typewriter and a big idea.

If his dream was to live in the woods, with a fireplace and a typewriter and sheaves of notes hooked on the wall, almost like a deaf-mute in his dealings with the world, that was his affair.

I remember an impassioned eulogy for the typewriter delivered years ago by one of my newspaper colleagues: how, he asked, could we write on a keyboard that made no sound?