U-Tube Is the New Career of Choice

I will not need math or such I’ll be a U-tuber, the eight-year-old informs me. I’ll be rich and famous, and live in a mansion. What will you be doing on U-tube? I ask. It doesn’t matter, she says. I’ll be a billionaire. I admire her optimism. But what kinds of things will you plan? I don’t have to plan. I can do whatever I want, she lets me know. I admire her confidence. I watched a guy on U-tube yesterday, walk through his day, saying dumb things. My fourteen-year-old grandson thought he was hilarious. “He is a millionaire,” he told me. I think the eight-year-old has it right.