What do you want to be when you grow up?
‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’ was often a question that visiting aunts and uncles might ask a youngster. I suspect it was often part of a passing the time / getting to know you’ session which hopefully would give both a further conversation to have.
When I was asked, the answer was always the same – a teacher. The family didn’t bother trying to encourage me into other things because I was so adamant. I had a proper desk one year for Christmas and a passion for pens and paper that is still with me today. At the time many of my friends wanted to be hairdressers or stewardesses but me – it was always a teacher. I can remember explaining that it would suit me because I was bossy and liked being in charge! Sadly few disagreed with me.
I can remember filling out a very detailed questionnaire that had to be sent away for the results that came back and told me I was most suited to social work or teaching!
This recent post ‘Why I Became a Teacher’ from Oliver Quinlan has made me reflect on the question again and wonder, if I was not of retirement age and had the choice again, what would it be? For me it would still be a teacher. In a long career it has given me so many highs and although there were lows, I’m not able to recall them quite so readily as the good times. Perhaps I never wanted to grow up and the school environment helped retain a youthful perspective! Who knows!
So, if you had to choose again, what would you be when you grow up?