I stood at the art gallery, trying to understand what I was looking at. All around me were pieces of beauty attached to the walls, strokes of color splashed across canvases and folks in suits meandering about. I felt out of place, but nonetheless enthralled by what was in front of me: a large chunk of blank canvas with the words “Kids are the Future” scribbled in tiny letters in the corner. I remembered back to when I was eight... Read more