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Post by KoNeko on Apr 16, 2003 2:33:11 GMT -5
I was talking to one of my friends and he's like, 29 now. And he started a sentence with "When I grow up I want to be a..." which sort of suggests that he's still after his dream job. And yeah, I'm still wondering what it is that I want to do as a career. Obviously the best deal if you can do something you love every day for as long as you want, but I don't know how likely that is. But yeah, we can all dream.
So... what do you want to be when you grow up? What's your dream job and why?
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Post by Balance on Apr 16, 2003 2:43:43 GMT -5
When I grow up (IF I grow up), I just want to help people somehow. I don't really care how, but I'd like to be able to see them smile or say Thanks..
Maybe some kind of Government service, too.. It's relatively easy-going and secure, and the whole giving-something-back thing seems fair to me.
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Post by coldmercurywitch on Apr 16, 2003 3:11:01 GMT -5
i would really like to do something that lets me use my artistic flair, preferably involving computers so I can be on here all the time as well.
I guess I'm not that fussy so long as it keeps me well away from my mother. If I can find a job I'm content with that does that I'll be happy.
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Post by guinevere on Apr 16, 2003 12:42:15 GMT -5
call me Peter Pan (or Petra Pan) but I refuse to grow up. Where*s the fun in that? I still enjoy blowing bubbles and running through the sprinklers....not gonna do it--and at this point in my life, there is no one who can make me (sticks tongue out and wiggles it).
guin
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Post by fico the fur on Apr 16, 2003 12:49:56 GMT -5
*shrugs* Maybe it's just me, but I see a very distinct difference between "growing up" and "getting older". I'm trying not to grow up, but I'm also trying to get older well. Does that make sense? Because, yeah, Peter Pan never grew up, and that's great and magical and all, but he also never really learned how to deal with the fact that other people have emotions. He never grew up, and he never got older, and he never learned anything worth knowing. I don't want that to happen to me. On the other hand, I don't want to become a crabby old mizer, like Great-Aunt March. I think maybe the problem with getting older is that a lot of people think you have to grow up when you get older. And when you grow up, you sometimes get nastily hard-nosed.
So I'm trying to find a median along the way. Like, learn how to care about other people, but not get so wrapped up in learning how that I forget to. You see?
Back to the original question: When I was younger, I wanted to grow up to be a boy. Now, I have abso-feckin'-lutely no clue. But something that makes an impact in a good way, something that helps people, and preferably something that will still be around for a little while after I die.
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Post by En on Apr 17, 2003 12:38:19 GMT -5
*appreciates both guin's courage not to grow up in the "I pay insurance ergo I must be serious and dignified all the time" sense, and Gen's courage to mature but still try not to get serious and dignified in the process*
When I... er... start getting paid to do the thing I think would be the best thing for me to do... I want to be an literature teacher. I'm still not quite sure whether I want to teach high school or college. But I'm absolutely sure I want to teach literature.
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Post by Robin_Sprouts on Apr 17, 2003 13:19:58 GMT -5
I've avoided this thread for the same reasons guin expressed! I'm not going to grow up - if that does indeed mean acting like an "adult". But in reality, I guess I am grown up. I've made a life-long commitment to someone I love. I've buried a parent and will bury another before the year is out. I've helped raised a kid. I am working to support myself and my partner why she goes to school. I think those are all "grown up" kinds of things. However, I spend 3/4 of every day on this great website, talking to people from age 12 - ? (I think guin might be older than me, but I don't know for sure) about "kids books". I read young adult fiction voraciously. I play Magic the Gathering. I help write silly projects like "Star Wars, Episode Pi, The Musical". I chase my cats around the apartment when they are bad. These all seem like not very "grown up" things. I think that this question really wants to know what I want to work at to earn money, not "What do I want to be when I grow up...." In that case, I want to be a music teacher, probably of high schoolers.
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Post by Sara_Jayne on Apr 17, 2003 14:13:44 GMT -5
*ponders* We had a thread like ths before I think, didnt we decide that we were going to open a book store Nia-bean? Anyway, in Ab's ideal world heres what happens: After graduating at the top of her class from whatever University she decides to attend (in fantasy land Abs has options ) With a Ph.D. in Psychology, she opens the Faith Hope & Grace Crisis center for abused/junkie/eating disorder/lost children-teens. Because everyone needs a little Faith, Hope, and Grace (at which she explains how the unwavering unconditional love and admiration of her cousins daughters *Faith, Hope, and Grace* saved her life on numerous occasions.). While her humanitarian endeavors are thriving and well, Abs will be compiling a very in depth book covering her years as an Angst Ridden Unhappy Teen, her University years, and of course poetry with the inside cover reading "I dedicate these words to those who wont get them, and those who wont like them." Now having conquered the literary world, and helped countless lost souls get their lives back on track, she decided to take on Hollywood, becoming a role model for young girls who don't quite fit the mold thrust upon them by society. Having achieved her main goals in life she moves on to marry a wonderful kind caring man who is nothing like her father, adopting two daughters and a son, and her life becomes a hectic but contented balancing act between Tea parties, blowing bubbles, little league, spending time with her beloved friends, the Crisis Center, and writing. Finally giving over the majority of the Centers control to one of the head Doctors, she opens "The Book Nook" specializing in hard to find books, Children lit, and the best homemade cookies this side of the state line (whichever state she decides to settle in). tada. That is my long winded "When I grow up" answer.
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Post by guinevere on Apr 17, 2003 15:17:59 GMT -5
okay, the truth comes out--I already have grown up. (and yes, robin-sprout, I am probably way older than you)--I*ve done all the grown up thingies (college, marriage, children, owning a business and so on) and enjoyed them all, but now that there aren*t as many responsibilities on my shoulders, I can let my inner child return to the surface. I*ve reached the point where I simply don*t care what others think (and "what will people say?" was my mother*s mantra). I don*t look my age so why pretend that I really shouldn*t be doing fun and crazy stuff... my mother used to say "act your age" "dress your age"..I don*t remember seeing a handbook that gives specifics for what someone "my age" should be wearing--or doing. yesterday, I was working at the thrift shop and one of my co-wrokers and buds holds up this beautiful dress in just her size (an envious 6!) and says "I love this but it is too short for someone my age" It was perhaps an inch above her knees.. I said "good grief, girl--you are wearing shorts that are 4" above your knees! who says you can*t wear that neat dress--does the label have an age restriction?" she bought the dress.. age is a mind thingie.... (and what do my kids think? obviously they*re okay with it--my youngest has asked me to accompany her and her life mate on an European trek this summer..)
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Post by Calantha on Apr 17, 2003 21:04:30 GMT -5
Looking on my future, I have always wanted a family, a teaching career (well, at one point it was a doctor, then a vet, then a lawyer...the list goes on) and the white picket fence. Yes, I actually want a real white picket fence...I want to go to a good college, get my masters and teach high school english. For a while I was thinking about teaching with the...what is it called? The Teach Across America thing...or something to that effect. I want to be with kids, I want to learn from them and well as have them learn from me, and I want to be able to help. You have no idea how much that spark in the kids' eyes I work with just makes chills of happiness go down my spine... And so then, maybe after I have taught in hs I will go back to school and then teach at a college. And when the time comes, I want to retire with a large library by the ocean and spend my days reading (and maybe being a helper at a local elementary school). But most of all, when I grow up...I just want to be happy.
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Post by En on Apr 17, 2003 22:19:25 GMT -5
Ha! Guin, my Nana did all the proper things -- husband and kids and all -- and after he passed away she wanted something to do, so she went around being a kickass lounge-type singer and spending time with her favourite hobbies, like painting. She would have told your friend to buy the dress, too.
I wish I hadn't spent so much of my childhood trying to be grown up. Or that someone had told me that being grown up is about insurance payments, not philosophy; philosophy and literature are for all ages, while insurance is the curse of adults alone.
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Post by coldmercurywitch on Apr 17, 2003 22:35:43 GMT -5
Hey En, you know how we're always saying how we seem to live the same life only half a world away....Do you think it could be a family thing? Only it skips a generation or two? My grandmother was the same, only after mym mum and her sister had moved out her adn my grandfather got divorced. It was still only when she was much older and wasn't working as much she started doing the singing and stuff. She still makes and wears short dresses, loves jumping on the backs of motor bikes and still sun bathes in her backyard nude. She's in her early 70s.
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Post by guinevere on Apr 17, 2003 23:57:40 GMT -5
This reminds me of my friend, Mary. Mary is in her late 70*s and it a tiny bit of a woman. She drives a new silver Beetle and wears bowling shirts--and went to visit her daughter in New Zealand and hiked 8 miles a day. She toured Turkey on a bus..at age 74. Her husband left her for another woman many years ago, so she raised her children, became a librarian and decided she really didn*t want another man in her life. However, hubby came down with a terminal illness and came back--and she nursed him until he died. I want to be like Mary--not like my own Gram. She was a lovely lady, but when she turned 60, she said "now I am old"--and she was. But I don*t think I*m up to being a lounge singer..can*t carry a tune!
guin
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Post by HPFan_is_back on Apr 18, 2003 18:26:28 GMT -5
Sounds like my granma and great aunt... especially my great aunt. 75 last Saturday. Sports car, jeans, they've both been to the whole world or something, including the USSR, in the late 80's I think... They hike, my great aunt plays soccer, they're very healthy. That's all I want for when I'm old myself. Their weird enthusiasm.
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Post by Evelyn on Apr 18, 2003 20:32:26 GMT -5
*Thinks*
Since I'm going to go to college this fall, my future career is something that I've been thinking about a lot lately. Ever since I was a little kid, I've always wanted to work in medicine, preferably as a doctor. Even though in this last year, I've decided on becoming a PA (physician assistant) the desire to be a doctor is still in me. Maybe when I get to college, I'll finally commit myslef to a pre-med program. Who knows. If I were to become a doctor, I'd like to become a pediatrican. I guess that right now, my future is still undecided.
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