Technological malady

I have been isolated from the cyber-society for several days. The new way of human connection went crash with no sympathy, despite we kept harassing the technician from our internet provider. What should we do now? Prey. In Christmas time, everything can be possible. One of my housemate is going to walk along city streets in the hope of grabbing a Santa-like person to fix our modem.

Three electronic translators are lying in front of me. All thanks to my beloved Dad, who does not how to save either. He likes to collect electronic devices. Moreover, he loves to disassemble them. God, what should I do with these three little things, which may not be in their original status?