firebyrd: (Huh?)
Going through a box full of saved papers and such, I found the following hilarious assignment from some class:


In twenty years, I plan to live in the Australian outback. I will live pretty close to the Great Barrier Reef. I expect to be a computer programmer. I will do mostly games, and will be a licensee of Nintendo, Sega, Atari, ect. I will be an entrepreneur. My company will be Firebird Entertainment. As I can't see into the future and see what people I will meet, I don't know if I will be married, and if I am, what my husband will be like.

I will live in a fairly large house. It will have a lot of big rooms, so I can keep my pets separate, and keep the food chain down to a minimal. It will also have an indoor pool, because I love to swim. I don't know if I'll have any children.

I will have gotten a doctorate(or the equivalent) in computer programming for my major, and a major in music for my minor. In my free time I will be swimming, playing with my pets, playing video games, reading, hawking, and sports. For vacations I would be going to the U.S. to visit family, and probably taking tours of places, such as Europe.

I will have a lot of pets. I will have an iguana, some lizards and snakes, fish, some amphibians, a German shepherd, some cats, some rodents, and most of all, birds. I plan on having very rare parrots, such as the black palm cockatoo. I might breed some canaries, parakeets, lovebirds, ect. They're all small, so I wouldn't feel bad about not hand-feeding them. I will also have a falcon, or a hawk.

No wonder my teacher gave me 45 points out of 35. She must have busted a gut laughing at my bizarre delusions of grandeur. I still want that palm cockatoo, though I already have an extremely rare parrot in Blinken (2,000 left in the wild and declining).

ETA: I'm pretty sure the class was my eighth grade social studies class because my teacher, Mrs. Harrop, loved me and was always giving me bonus points on my assignment. Apparently she died a few months ago. Man, it really makes you feel old when your junior high teachers start dying. It wasn't that long ago, was it?

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