In 1989, when Jesse was 9 years old, he had a fabulous teacher – Mrs. Turner. One day she asked the kids in the classroom to write a little paragraph about the future. This is Jesse’s essay:
In the futer I think cars will be able to fly and coost 22,848,992.99. I think skatbords will probbly hover across the ground with no weels. I think I might buy a flying car. I will also have to go to Mrs. Turners funreal in the futer.
Mrs. Turner commented “I’ll be there too! haha!”