Today once my part of the garage cleaning was done, I brought in a plastic tub of memories. In this tub are pictures, journals, a newspaper page with a full page ad on the back from an electronics store circa 1984 (a new home t.v. cost around $550 and according to saving.org the same price today would equal $1,338.48!), the sweater I wore for my senior pictures, the dress my sis wore in my wedding and my wedding dress. I first thought that I was going to go through the photos and papers and pair things down Instead I just took a brief stroll down memory lane.
I opened my 8th grade English class journal. I can still vividly see the teacher in my mind. I can’t remember her name, but I do remember that other kids thought she was odd, but I could see past some of her oddities and actually liked her. I found this entry amusing. The prompt must have been “What do you hope this country will be like in 20 years from now?” This was written in 1983 or 1984. So if you project forward from 1983 I would have been hoping the country would be the way I wrote about in 2003. Here we are way beyond that by sixteen years and I think I touched on a few concerns. Here is my journal entry:
Twenty years from now I hope this country is a good place to raise my children. I hope this country doesn’t go totally to technology. I want my children to learn for themselves, not from a computer. I hope my children will get to play in clean parks and make mud pies like I did when I was a kid. My children should have fresh food that’s not tampered with chemicals. Hopefully my children will have a good childhood like mine. In twenty years from now I hope America will be a good place for my children to live.
Just in the last few days I have encountered a few of these concerns. I just signed up my youngest son to take courses with an online school. He will be doing school on the computer! Yesterday we had a doctor’s visit (over the video camera on the computer) and we talked about diet and cutting out processed foods and soda. It was interesting to read this piece today and see that a few of my concerns have become a part of our life. I have no idea why I was concerned about these things when I was 13 years old.
The lesson from today: You never know what the future will be like nor can you control it. Even though things turn out in ways that you hoped they wouldn’t it may not be as bad as you think and you will most likely adapt!