Nagrada Blažo Mirčevski
Blazo Mircevski Award
Although short-lived Blažo Mirčevski was very rich in events, benefits, collegiality and educational work. Many people have memories of some common experiences and work together. On this page you will find a reminder of some of it.
If in the course of life achieve so much as a fellow Mirčevski - interrupts the natural end is the beginning of eternal remembrance.

academician Aleksandar Marinčić
Belgrade, July 7th, 2008



Stevan Majstorović kaže:
17. novembar 2010

Nešto što se zove “Klub mikroračunarske tehnike”, zvuči tako soc-realistički. U novosadskoj srednjoj elektrotehničkoj školi, sredinom bezbrižnih osamdesetih, u jednom takvom klubu, podgrevale su se tinejdžerske pasije prema računarima. U dvadesetak „kvadrata“, sa leve strane domaći Galeb, Velebit i Galaksija, sa desne obično neko donese Spectrum. Između navedene „tehnike“, tiska se barem tuce opčinjenih srednjoškolaca. Utorkom i četvrtkom. Čeka se red, kucka se BASIC, učitava se software sa kasetofona, prepričavaju „podvizi“ i hardverska obećanja rođaka gastarbajtera.

Tih godina u Novom Sadu se na „SPENSU“ redovno održava i „Fofites“ - IT event, današnjim rečnikom rečeno. Veći prostor, puno više ljudi, atmosfera „klupska“. Opet gomila domaćih računara: LOLA 8A, beočinski HOBY ZR 84, TIM 011… i čudo - Apple II u providnom kućištu.

Mnogi su ove šanse iskoristili za svoj prvi neposredni kontakt sa računarima i početak snova koji su danas java. Moj tadašnji san bio je memorijski modul za moj ZX81, koji je RAM povećavao sa 1K na 16K. Nekako je bio zalutao u vitrine Kluba. Profesor Blažo Mirčevski, koji je tada vodio Klub, imao je dovoljno poverenja da ga meni, nepoznatom klincu, pozajmi „na reč“ na višemesečno korišćenje. To je mojim programerskim pokušajima praktično dalo „neograničen“ prostor i enegiju.

Ova priča je sa jedne strane moj mikro omaž svim tim ljudima koji su tih godina organizovavli sejanje digitalnih snova po Novom Sadu. Sa druge strane, otvoreno, to je potraga za sličnim ljudima danas. Ti današnji ljudi mogu pomoći u ostvarenju današnjih snova u primeni tablet računara u mHealthu. Na takvom projektu radim sa nekoliko klinaca iz osamdesetih.

Nismo prestali da sanjamo.

Stevan Majstorović said:
November 17th, 2010

Something called "Club of Microcomputer Technique" sounds so socio-realistic. At the Novi Sad High school of electrical engineering, in the midst of the carefree eighties, in one such club, teenage passion to computers were heated. In some twenty "squares", on the left side there are the domestic computers:  Galeb, Velebit and Galaxy, on the right, somebody usually brings Spectrum. Between the aforementioned "technique", at least some of the frightened high school students are being compressed. Tuesdays and Thursdays. Waiting in the line, typing the BASIC code, the software from the cassette recorder is being loaded, the "performances" and the hardware promises of the foreign workers cousins are being persuaded.

In Novi Sad, in "SPENS" hall, "Fofites" - IT event (today's vocabulary is said) is regularly held in those days. A larger space, a lot more people, an atmosphere "club". Again, a bunch of local computers: LOLA 8A, BEOGRAD HOBJ, ZR 84, TIM 011 ... and a miracle - Apple II in a transparent case.

Many of the attendees used these chances for their first direct contact with computers and the beginning of the dreams that are today reality. My dream then was a memory module for my ZX81, which RAM increased from 1K to 16K. Somehow he was strayed into the showcases of the Club. Professor Blazo Mircevski, who was then the head of the Club, he had enough confidence to borrow the item to me, an unknown kid, "to the word" for a month's use. This, by my programming efforts, practically gave "unlimited" space and energy.

This story is, on the one hand, my micro honoring to all these people who organized the sowing of digital dreams in Novi Sad in those years. On the other hand, openly, it is a search for similar people today. Today's people can help realize today's dreams of using tablets in mHealth. I'm working on one such project with a few kids from the '80s.

We did not stop dreaming.