My amazing childhood prognostication abilities.
Waaaaay back in time when I was in the 4th grade, (1979/1980), I decided to participate in my school's Reflections competition. The theme was "Behind the Gates of Tomorrow."
Apparently at the time there was huge hubbub over rising gas prices at the time. I remember my parents behing horrified that it looked like prices might actually hit and go over $1.00 per gallon.
With this in mind, I drew a picture. It wasn't a very good picture, and it was in crayon, and it just left a lot to be desired when it came to artistic merit. For example, I remember that I drew a road going up a very steep hill (think 55-60 degree angle) with a "Hill" sign almost at the very top of the hill. I suppose it could have contributed to the overall satirical theme of the picture, but in reality I had no idea what satire was at the time, and it was just my utter lack of planning and artistic perspective.
What I drew was this: In front of the very steep hill, a Shell gas station (was so tempted to depict the sign with the "S" missing) advertises gas at $5.00 per gallon. And in front of the gas station, a parade of adults and children are going to work and school, biking, jogging, roller skating, skate boarding, etc.
My crappy, smudged crayon picture made it all the way to the state level of the competition.
And I confess that (and this is the real point of this post, I guess) whenever I fill up my car with gas and wince, or grimace when I read the news about ever-soaring gas prices... over-riding all that dismay is a burst of rather smug satisfaction over the cleverness of my 10 year old self.
Too bad I wasn't able to accurately predict anything else about my future life... ^^;
Apparently at the time there was huge hubbub over rising gas prices at the time. I remember my parents behing horrified that it looked like prices might actually hit and go over $1.00 per gallon.
With this in mind, I drew a picture. It wasn't a very good picture, and it was in crayon, and it just left a lot to be desired when it came to artistic merit. For example, I remember that I drew a road going up a very steep hill (think 55-60 degree angle) with a "Hill" sign almost at the very top of the hill. I suppose it could have contributed to the overall satirical theme of the picture, but in reality I had no idea what satire was at the time, and it was just my utter lack of planning and artistic perspective.
What I drew was this: In front of the very steep hill, a Shell gas station (was so tempted to depict the sign with the "S" missing) advertises gas at $5.00 per gallon. And in front of the gas station, a parade of adults and children are going to work and school, biking, jogging, roller skating, skate boarding, etc.
My crappy, smudged crayon picture made it all the way to the state level of the competition.
And I confess that (and this is the real point of this post, I guess) whenever I fill up my car with gas and wince, or grimace when I read the news about ever-soaring gas prices... over-riding all that dismay is a burst of rather smug satisfaction over the cleverness of my 10 year old self.
Too bad I wasn't able to accurately predict anything else about my future life... ^^;