What do I want to be when I grow up?
When I look back and think of all the jobs I have had there are some that I recall with a smile, others I roll my eyes at. In addition to the jobs I have had I still have jobs that I wish I had had or jobs I wish I could still get.
When I was younger my dream job would have been to be like Clarice in Silence of the Lambs, talking to the most disturbed individuals, trying to find some sense it how the brain works. People think I am deranged myself, that I find it absolutely amazing to hear about the f—-ed up things people have done in this world. It is not that I sensationalize the crime, I find it hugely “intriguing” maybe, that a brain can find something okay with something that is so wrong. Anyhow, the last time I wanted to look into joining the FBI I was a new mother and figured that was a dream that would never happen. I still wish I had tried.
My teaching jobs have given me so many memories. So many people that I have worked with , all of the kids I have worked with. Now that I am no longer actively teaching, I think of all the things I still want to teach kids. I was one of those teachers who told kids the world like it was. I wanted kids to realize that there is a life beyond school and all of these years was just getting you ready to be a functioning citizen in society. I would tell students why they didn’t know something or why they weren’t learning something. Kids think if they don’t learn something it means they are dumb. No way! There is something getting in the way! I believe that everyone can learn whatever they want to learn. Find what is blocking that path! I hope that someday one of my former students thinks back and says “Mrs. B was right! I am pretty darn smart when I put my mind to learning something!”
There are other jobs in my repertoire. Waitress, Bartender, Fabric store fabric folder, CVS worker, nursery school teacher, job coach, employment specialist, garden center worker, planter (at a garden center), babysitter, salesperson, teacher, health coach, parent…I’m sure I am forgetting something.
What about now? I want to be an author. I want to be a writer. I want to have children ask their moms, dads, grandmas, Santa, whoever, for my books! I love working with kids. I like educational assessing. I love being a special education advocate. I love bartending. I don’t know what my next job will be. I am working on my writing. I am taking classes to improve it.
What do I want to be when I grow up? I don’t know yet.