Peter Pan.....and my fiance is always asking me "when are you going to grow up?", so I must be doing something right
Seriously though, I wanted to be an archeologist, but if i had to do it again, I'd be a Commercial diver or Marine biologist
At various times, before high school, I wanted to be a spelling teacher, a translator for the U.N. a TV news broadcaster, a Marine Biologist, and a Stewardess (that's what they were called back then)
I still teach my kids how to spell
In my early years, I wanted to be a figure skater like Peggy Fleming.
When I was in high school, I wanted to be an English teacher.
Then my parents and I moved from IL to CO with 6 months left to go of my senior year of high school. I started to work within a month of moving here ( I was 16 ) and college never happened. I've been in banking/accounting/finance/facilities ever since. And MOST all jobs have been ok!
Teacher, which I am and will retire from active service in June '08 after 32 years. Writer, which I have been since I could hold a pen. (Look for my novel sometime after June '08!)
Cate
"When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky." ~ Buddha
I'd always hoped to be either a fireman or garbage collector because I thought it was awesome to be able to hang onto the back of a truck.
But, since I possessed neither the physical ability to be a fireman nor the intelligence to be a garbage collector, I chose merchant sailing, and, later, the Navy.
It was only sheer cooincidence that I ended up in my current profession.
I do like doing what I do, but I still have a goal of someday being a writer, and, of course, my dream job of being Sandra Bullock's massuse.
When I was about 8 or 10 I wrote a little paragraph on what I wanted to be: I was sure it involved writing (typing) and wearing glasses. I got my first typewriter when I was 10 or 11. I still spend all my days and nights at a keyboard, translating, revising or editing other people's words. (and I've worn glasses since I was 14) My novel will be a very long time coming--lack of inspiration.
I also wanted to be a veterinarian, but in those days, girls were not welcome in vet school (yes, it was the dark ages, back in the early 60s).
In fifth grade I read a book about Albert Einstein and thereafter wanted to be a physicist. The powers that be diverted me into flying at a crucial juncture and that's where I am now so not even close.
A good friend of mine is chair of the physics department at a local university and weary of academia and thinks he'd love to have my job, which is funny because I think I'd love to have his.
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