I went from an elementary student myself on Tuesday to principal of an elementary school on Wednesday. That is a time warp that will give you whiplash. So where today?
August 20, 2050. My great-great-great grandson will start school today. Of course brick-and-mortar, steel-and-glass schools exist only in the memories of a very few and dwindling number of people alive today. Books are remembered primarily as resource-wasting cumbersome items that required more storage space than the archaic and now useless knowledge contained in them merited. Of course, too, people had functional limbs called "legs" which enabled them to move from place to place. Imagine that. Well, how silly, and again wasteful of resources when all sustenance can so easily be piped into the cell in which this youngster lives; all waste and detritus piped out. Knowledge, learning, lore: piped in through the ether.
Now imagine the first day of school. It cannot be done. Our history and understanding will not allow us to comprehend the world in which our progeny will live a mere three decades down the road. Doubt me? Think back three decades. Do you have 1985 fixed in your mind? Now how does today look compared to that time? Recognition through memory only and today's children cannot conceive of the primitive lifestyles we practiced a mere thirty and forty years ago, nor can we imagine the world of the really quite near future.
Of course, blessedly I won't be here to see 2050.
Word of the day: progeny.