Remember way back when you were little...back when you first realized that daddy or mommy or someone around you went to work each day. Remember when you first talked to a policeman or fireman? Did you ever see one of your teachers in the grocery store! What a shocker...they bought food just like everyone else. Sure popped that bubble...
At a young age we started to see all of the different things that people did in their lives and our imaginations started to run wild with ideas.
Now, if you're as old as I am little girls were brought up to be wives and mommies yet we also were encouraged to go to college. Not that we would ever go to work after college but we should attend. I think the parents were hoping we'd meet some man with great aspirations and we'd get a Mrs. degree.
And guys were sent to college to end up with a great career with no ideas of wife hunting. Just how it used to be. Now days boys and girls are encouraged to be and do anything and it's changed our world, for the better I hope.
But in those young days when you began to think of all of the things you could do when you got older...what did you want to be when YOU grew up? When I was in elementary school I always wanted to play teacher...loved it! Used to pour through primary workbooks, do the assignments, grade them, erase them and start all over again until the paper was worn out. Then as I got into Jr. High and High School I wanted to be anything BUT a teacher. Even though I was told that I'd make a great teacher I wanted no part of it because everyone in my family was in that profession somewhere. When I first started into college I was into horticulture and marriage and kids took it's place. But, at 40 my life took a change and I returned to college to become...you guessed it...lol...a teacher. But there was a short time in my younger days that I wanted to be a ballerina. Oh lordy...that would be some joke with my square build and sturdy heritage.
So, when you were young, what did YOU want to be? Did you get there? Will you ever go back and try? I did and it was the best decision I ever made when it came to learning what I was capable of. Never let go of those dreams, even if they seem silly.
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