I actually tried to read Michio Kaku's Hyperspace in 7th grade. I didn't get as far as I would have liked, mostly because I had a 7th grade education at the time and the patience of a lazy 12-year-old.
Still, my 7th grade year was spent dreaming of a career as an experimental mathematician of some kind ...And not just because it guarantees a future spent being attacked by dinosaurs and getting shipped to posh, tropical vacation spots. Although I did think about that quite a lot. Like, a LOT. I'd read Jurassic Park something like five times by the end of 6th grade, which helped me learn how to use swear words like Michael Crichton. (Which is to say, awkwardly.)
If I actually become an experimental mathematician of some kind later on, my inner child is going to do a happy dance.
(Bonus points for dressing like Jemaine from Flight of the Conchords, which I will probably still not do.)
<---------- Totally going to do this in real life.
<---------- Just going to watch this one on TV, thanks. It looks like they've got it under control already.
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