Not sure what made me think of this but reading it now with all its premonitory references about what I'd end up doing with my life makes me smile. Working with kids around that age leads to endless memory jogs, for instance, planning the 'egg drop' recently for an upcoming Science Fair. So anyway, while in 6th grade, I won an honorable mention for an essay I wrote about the year 2010, the very idea of such an event being utterly impossible, ridiculous even.
Quotable: “I wrote about how people might be in the future,” she said. “Some of it was kind of dreary, but also the fact that it’s not hopeless. It might change.”
Better world: Proescher writes in her essay that today, “Downtown, homeless people cold and alone, try to sleep while huddled up against their cardboard box or newspaper for what little warmth it offers…This is the side of America most people try to ignore.”
“I think that instead of working and fighting against each other, all the countries should combine their thoughts and technology to make a better and safer world for everyone to live in.”
As for the ‘next steps’ I anticipated at 12 years old, life after 6th grade, I told the reporter that I had lots of career interests including, “pediatrician, lawyer, police office [I don’t remember saying that] or rain forest specialist.”
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