Age 4--started working dad's MS-DOS system with onen monitor color-orange. Already reading, counting, despite how I didn't want to because of ADHD and the books sucked. I mean why look at giraffes and read dialog and people socializing when there are spaceship designs and mathematical drawings to delve into. IMO, this is another reason schools fail students shafted of their desired knowledge.
Age 8--sang backup with 20 other kids in a Celine Dion concert, now it's whoopdie-freakin-doo and over with.
Age 11--ahh, my first ream of GRAPH PAPER, THE ULTIMATE TALENT AND OBSESSION!! !! !! !! ! At least at that time, I filled the thing with several comics, elaborate security devices, Legend of Zelda fan-created dungeon maps, and many others. An object of pure innocence.
Age 15--
I invaded the real world, and my talent, my machines, takes hiatus into heavier coursework. Then I became an unprecedented thing, fairly social. I am reminded of the last quotes of War of the Worlds spoken by Morgan Freeman in the movie. It made sense in my head, anyway:
Commentary: [voiceover] The Martians had no resistance to the bacteria in our atmosphere to which we have long since become immune. Once they had breathed our air, germs, which no longer affect us, began to kill them. The end came swiftly. All over the world, their machines began to stop and fall. After all that men could do had failed, the Martians were destroyed and humanity was saved by the littlest things, which God, in His wisdom, had put upon this Earth.
Source: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0046534/quotes
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