"I wished they had word processing computers back when I was in college. Everything had to be typed on a typewriter and the professors took points off for typing mistakes."
I lived in both worlds--using a typewriter, and then word processing. Typewriters worked OK for me, although I didn't enjoy retyping. Once I started word processing, I became addicted fast. Early on, I thought I'd use the typewriter for "some things." Instead, it collected dust. I'm sure I felt a word processor was essential. One could not be expected to survive without one, at least for the classes I was taking.
Today, looking back, I have to admit that I probably could have gotten by with a typewriter until the end of my school career.
And, ironically, word processing probably hurt me sometimes. The seeming ease of revision may have made me a little sloppy at times, and I'm sure I lost points due to small mistakes that I should have corrected. There definitely were times when the best course of action would be a total rewrite, rather than trying to edit. And, ironically, it may have meant more work sometimes. For example, I'm pretty sure I always used one of the Mac's proportional fonts. A fixed typewriter font, however, could probably fill up a page faster--which is nice when faced with an assignment that "must be at least five pages."
In the end, word processing could make writing easier. But it wasn't a magic bullet that would guarantee great school work. Content, as always, was what really mattered in the end.
A good content example is a writing class I took at a local college. My papers would come back with a few corrections of small errors like typos. Then a great many notes about the writing itself. And those notes were definitely not along the lines of "this is the greatest thing I've ever seen!"
A couple of years later, I stumbled across a paper my mother wrote for this same professor when she'd taken a class from him for continuing education a year or so before I had him. Her paper had obviously been typed on a typewriter (and an older home model--not an IBM Selectric.) She made a few ink corrections. All in all, a far cry from what I could do on my Mac. Yet guess which one of us got the "A" and a note asking for permission to make a copy of the paper? Hint: it wasn't me.
In the end, my mother's paper was much better written, much better thought out, and was better edited than mine. Even if it was banged out on an "obsolete" typewriter.