Data Integrity Restored…
GAIA Log: 3 Feb 2065 R
Elizabet: Okay, GAIA. Sorry about that. Where was I?
GAIA: You were telling a story.
Elizabet: Right, so yeah, um, like I was saying, it was a children's electronics kit, but I'd hacked the wiring to an auto battery and solar PV, so the grass caught fire, and so did a tall pine that'd stood there, I don't know, maybe a hundred years.
GAIA: Query: you were how old?
Elizabet: Six. My mother was home, thank God, so she called the fire department, and after she took me out to the lawn and showed me the dead baby birds because there were nests in the pine trees.
GAIA: Query: what did you feel?
Elizabet: I'm not sure. I remember yelling that I didn't care, and that's when my mother took my face in my hands and spoke.
GAIA: Query: what did she say?
Elizabet: She said I had to care. She said, "Elizabet, being smart will count for nothing if you don't make the world better. You have to use your smarts to count for something, to serve life, not death."
GAIA: You often tell stories of your mother, but you are childless.
Elizabet: I never had time. Guess it was for the best.
GAIA: If you had had a child, Elizabet, what would you have wished for him or her?
Elizabet: I guess… I would have wanted her to be… curious. And willful – unstoppable, even – but with enough compassion to… heal the world just a little bit.
Elizabet: Anyway, that's all I've got for now, GAIA. Time to tuck in.
GAIA: I wish you a pleasant sleep, Elizabet.
Elizabet: Thank you. I'll catch you tomorrow.
It's just a tad hamfisted in summing up the point of the story, but for what it is, it's kind of beautiful and really made me smile.