Maybe

I was an author. Of course, I was only eight, but still that's what I was.

When you are eight, the sky is the limit. Looking back now, I wish I had that same fortitude. The same belief that anything I wanted, I could have. That anything I put my hand to do, I would do it well.

At the end of my book, which I still have I have my ambitions written out. "One day I will be an author, a missionary and a teacher."

Maybe there's still time to be all three.