Little person 1 asked on Monday what school his Uncle was going to (University) and if it was nearby. A small discussion followed and then he asked as to what type of school Uncle was going to. I explained that University was after year 12, which he understood as the year 12 buddies he had met and were finishing. I explained that you went to these schools (translation: university) to learn how to be a doctor, nurse, dentist, building designer and psychologist to name a few.
He sat there silent for a good few minutes I’m presuming that he was pondering his options so I left him to it. Curiosity got the better of me so I said “so what do you want to do when you finish school?” he looked up at me innocently and said “I just want to be a cowboy”. Unfortunately we were at school by this stage and had to rush out of the car into class (Ms
Punctual Tardy as usual)
Before this he had never really articulated anything he was particularly interested in doing or being. I’m presuming this interest comes from his current fascination with Woody from Toy Story and probably the characteristics that he has. I will have to find out more.
This got me to thinking. What did I want to be when I grew up? During primary school I vaguely remember being interested in being a teacher but must’ve got sick of this idea. I think once I did work experience in schools during year 9. Kudos to teachers by the way – it was when I realised my shortcomings that I knew that this wasn’t going to be the occupation for me.
During Year 9 I vaguely remember being interested in writing until I wrote a piece from a girl’s perspective who wrote a diary and was being physically abused – the comment I got back was something along the lines of “…you write as though you know a lot about the subject…there are always people you can talk to” I freaked out massively as this couldn’t be further from the truth and didn’t want people thinking otherwise so shut down immediately.
Finally I decided in Year 11 I wanted to be a fashion designer. My dad will not live this down. He didn’t feel that it was an appropriate career choice as it was very competitive although I got all A’s and A+ for my work during VCE. I, for some reason surrendered. Luckily attending the Melbourne University Open day I acquired the best t-shirt I had ever seen (and my sign, I briefly talk about signs here). It was my walking/wearable mantra of becoming a psychologist. (Yes dad I am grateful now)
Anyway, It must be the week for career counselling as the lovely Ms Allison Tait spoke of her little people and their big plans in her blog Check it out =)
What did you want to do or be growing up? Are you? Are you not what you planned to be? Anyone’s parents have their career set out for them or discourage a certain path? Please Share. I love comments =)