Your modern teenager is not about to listen to advice from an old person defined as a person who remembers when there was no Velcro.
I remember feeling that technology was like trying to draw with your foot. In a ski boot. It was the most indirect way to work imaginable but the potential had us all excited. I started in stop motion.
I suppose that every time there is difficulty. I remember about Space Mountain: It took us ten years before we found the technology that would allow such a ride. And during these ten years I had a model that I kept waiting for the technology we needed.
I love what the Valley does. I love company building. I love startups. I love technology companies. I love new technology. I love this process of invention. Being able to participate in that as a founder and a product creator or as an investor or a board member I just find that hugely satisfying.
I went to school at this log school house. A white woman was my teacher I do not remember her name. My father had to pay her one dollar a month for me. Us kids that went to school did not have desks we used slates and set on the hued down logs for seats.
When my opera Plump Jack was performed in 1989 my first piano teacher sent me something that I'd composed when I was four. I remember I played it and it still sounded like me. I'm the same composer I was then.
I had a really creative teacher at primary school. He used to get us doing things such as singing Spandau Ballet in drag in the choir and I remember loving it.
I remember the mentoring experiences of some teachers that I had like a second term home room teacher in public school that really was very helpful to me.
I remember telling my creative writing teacher that you never want to have a journal because if you lose it then someone's going to know all your secrets. And then she stopped using a journal but I always write everything down... Anytime I travel I try and fill up notepads.
I remember a moment when the Prince went back to his old school Grammar School in Melbourne and slightly to his horror his old music teacher produced a cello.