Kids these days… what do they have to say to writers, readers, and citizens of the World?
Once upon a time, just about eighteen years ago, a child was born, the first and only of close friends, and while I am in fact neither his aunt nor godmother, I have been referred to as both. In the boy’s fourth grade year I was referred to as Mrs. Avery as I was his teacher in a class I remember well, a class that loved to learn and that delighted in the fairy tales read to them.
Now the boy is a young man in his last year of high school. Writing the essay that I share here (in italics) was a part of his preparations for going out into the world.
Everyone has topics that they can completely immerse themselves in. For some it’s sports; for others, acting and singing.
I used the timeless-placeless introduction that I did because I feel like this young man’s essay might connect…
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