Greta at Davos reading climate statistics. Adults fawning over her every word. It boggles my mind.
When I was fifteen I barely knew how to put on an athletic supporter let alone its purpose. I hated algebra in school. Mr. Paar scared me but only because of his look. I thought my football coaches, Mr. Carroll and Mr. Jones were gods.
I suppose I could have taught the Our Father to some little kids but I don't think learned religious scholars from around the world would have come to me for advice.
Weird, huh?
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