At least eight of them were going to live in big houses.
One of them wasn’t going to have a big house. His house was going to be BIG.
They would compete in the Olympics, be world famous surgeons and vets and carpenters, play professional sports, write books, run businesses, and make a lot of money.
They would drive Jeeps or a Ford or a convertible.
They would all marry, have several children (whose names they already knew) and live incredibly happily ever after.
These were the futures my daughter and her fellow fifth graders described during their DARE graduation this week.
We parents in the crowd smiled and laughed and probably some of us cried. What a wonderful, beautiful, sometimes humorous thing it is to hear eleven-year-olds dream.
My daughter jumped right in there, dreaming with the best of them about education, career, marriage, having kids, and making a…
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