JShell Lesson 1 What is #jshell and why use it #java #programming #programação

Prior to JShell One would do the following
#java #tutorial #programming #programmers #programação
#titorial #computerscience #computerknowledge #geeks #jshell


A. Write the source code using a text editor , IDE etc.
B. Compile it and fix it. (javac command -. .class file)
C. Run the program (java ClassName)
D. Check whats wrong with program and edit it, then repeat steps B to D.

But what if you wanted to test a small snippet of code, or possibly even a line.

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int, main, static, class, String, public, JShell, text editor

In memory of my brother.
Fernando Jorge Monica Rolo
28 September 2021

Big Brother
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The pain I feel is unbearable.

Thinking that I will never again be able to speak to you about F1 races.
How you loved to tease me.
You being Mercedes and I a Ferrari supporter.
You used to say, "Did you see number 44, did you see it".
And I used to reply, "ya ya", next time, and we had a great laugh about it.
Fernando, lived like number 44.

The pain is unbearable.

You were there when I opened my eyes to this world for the first time.
So much so, that even though I was baptised João, you baptised me as Manelito.
That name stuck for life...

When mom and dad were not around, and kids in the block tried to ruff me up, Big Brother was never far.

The pain is unbearable.

We grew up together, crossed the ocean with mom to join dad, and I knew you were there...,
looking after me, helping mom, ... I knew, I just knew.

We shared a room, played from day to night, shared dreams and secrets.
No matter, what we did, we never rattled on each other.
"Do you recall dad trying to pull the "guessing thumb". hahahaha !!!, Little did he know.
It did not work, we stood our ground.

The pain is unbearable.

BB, I was so proud of being you brother.
You where so popular with the gals, and had so many friends.
Everyone liked Fernando, ... yet he was my BB.

We grew into men, got married, had children and life became such a rat race.
We may not have spent as much time as we wished, but I knew you were there, always there, whenever I needed you.

BB was always there.
The pain is unbearable.

Now, you are no more, and I feel a great loss.
I've lost my protector, my hero, my friend, my Big Brother.

The pain I feel is unbearable.
My BB is no longer here.

F1, number 44, and more, will never be the same.
... Yet I'll hold onto them.
For they are so precious to me ....

The pain I feel is unbearable.
My BB is no longer here.

I know that you are looking after me from above.
So I'm told....

Yet I cannot get over the pain.
Its unbearable.
BB is no longer here.

I'm told we will meet again,
... play day and night,
... share secrets and much more.

Yet
The pain I feel is unbearable.
My Big Brother is no longer here.

I will always love you and the pain will always be there.

Manelito