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“Can you think of another item you would want to find, if you found a time capsule? What would be a cool thing to find in the future? Go ahead and call some out.” The Teacher, Mrs. Nyce asked the kids. They started shouting out their ideas.
“A Cabbage Patch Doll!”
“A Trapper Keeper full of homework, and drawings and school supplies!”
“A calculator!”
“Principal Dickman!” One student yells, and all the kids laugh.
“Do you really think the kids of the future would like to see a calculator? Why would they like that?” Asks Mrs. Nyce.
“So they can see the kind of technology we have. I bet the calculators in the future are going to be very small. Everything is going to be smaller. Telephones will be tiny.” The student says.
“That’s very interesting.” The teacher responds.
“I know what they have in the future.” Says Johnny Harris. “Me and my dad found something from the future in the woods. It’s like a knapsack, and there was a bunch of stuff in it.”
“Are you sure? That sounds silly, Johnny.” Mrs. Nyce said.
“There’s a little thing, it’s like a rectangle screen. We could figure out from the pictures and words that it was a telephone, but there were no wires, and it needed a password to get in. Then it turned off, it had a battery we could plug it into, but that ran out.”
“And another big rectangle too, but it was something for doing more things than talking. It folded. We could never get that to work, but we could see that it had a lot of stuff by the pictures on the screen. It ran out of power, too.”
“Then there was a metal water bottle, some really cool sunglasses, and some super weird looking clothes that were so smooth, and just some socks and all that.”
Mrs. Nyce responds. “That sounds interesting, but how did you know it was from the future?
“We found a slip in there from a gas station at an address where there is nothing there, but it had the date on it. It was from 2025.” Johnny said.
“I don’t believe you.” Says the other kid, and some other kids laugh, and some of them shake their heads at Johnny in disapproval.
Mrs. Nyce says. “It’s fun to tell stories, Johnny, we know, but we know that story is just having some fun, right?”
“It’s OK.” Johnny says. “My dad told me not so say anything, but he also said no one would believe me anyway. So I figure, what’s the difference.”
The class and the teacher, continued preparing their time capsule, and in just a little while, there was someone outside the room asking for the Teacher. Mrs. Nyce went out to see them.
A couple of kids can see the hallway from their seats, and they describe two men in dark suits, and weird glasses.
Mrs. Nyce pops back in the door.
“Ah, Johnny, Johnny Harris. Can you come here please?”
The End
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What about when time capsules go in reverse? What about that?
