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What Were You Going To Be When You Grew Up?

By Marilyn (LaraOct7@aol.com)


What was I going to be when I grew up? A dancer! I had a couple of my mother's old neck scarfs and I would dance through our living room, pretending I was on stage. Occasionally I would hear a tune on the radio and dance to it, but I usually danced to the music in my head.

My mother and two of my aunts were teachers, so when I finished high school I went to college and became a teacher. I took courses in Modern Dance and loved them, but I gave up my dream and entered the field of education.

What were you going to be when you grew up? Musings, a poem, or a story will be fine. We look forward to your entry.


LaraOct7. (LaraOct7@aol.com)











 

What Were You Going To Be When You Grew Up?

By Amy (Fabulousfilly@aol.com)


When i was a little girl I played with dolls, doll houses, and paper dolls. All of us girls wanted to be one of three things: a nurse, a teacher or an airline hostess. I wanted to be a nurse but settled for medical secretary. Went halfway through and met my husband and married. Many ladies did that then.

I had two children and lived in three states. We will be married forty-six years soon so I think I've been quite lucky. My daughter became the nurse I wanted to be.

Have a good day.









 

When I Grow Up

By Joy (JOY3032@aol.com)


When I was just five, my mother started me in tap, acrobatic and ballet classes. I was hyper energetic and she was hoping to burn off some of my energy. I took lessons and danced in recitals and at other functions until I was about 13 years old and then decided it took much time away from my newly emerging junior high social life. My dream was a career on Broadway or in the movies. My dancing skills didn't quite reach that level.

I took typing and shorthand as an elective in high school and found that I had an affinity for it. I won the typing award for speed and accuracy and found a job after I graduated. My parents were both ill and there wasn't any chance for me to go to college at that point.

I was able to work as a secretary wherever I lived and after I got married I found a good job as secretary to the VP of a company in my hometown. Then we moved to Washington, DC where I was able to use my skills as the secretary to the head of a tariff bureau while my husband was stationed there before being sent overseas. When he was deployed, I moved back to my hometown and got a job with the same company I had previously worked for. I stayed there for the two years that my husband was away.

When he returned and went back to school to get his Master's Degree, I worked at Indiana University for three professors which helped with the expenses. When he graduated and got a job I was pregnant for our first child. I stayed home and raised my family until they were in school full time and then went back to work as Administrative Assistant at a church. I always felt there was something that I wanted to do besides office work. When we made another move I enrolled in college to become a nurse. I took classes at night and whenever I could work them in. We moved twice more before I got my degree and then got a job with a surgeon in his office where both my careers merged.

When we moved yet again, I went to work for a general practice physician and worked for him for 11 years as office manager and nurse. So my switch in careers finally merged together to help me get two good jobs where I could use both my skills. I retired when we moved to our condo, but have put my skills to work in helping friends typing up their dissertations, taking notes in meetings where I volunteered, helped with blood drives and took blood pressure readings when I called on people as part of my Stephens Ministry.

Nothing you learn is wasted...it might lay dormant for awhile, but it will come in handy when it is needed.

Joy









 

What I Did When I Grew Up

By susi (Texaswishr@aol.com)


Many times when I was young and free
I thought about what life would bring to me
"When I grow up, what will I be?"
"Will I be a poet, an actress, or, go to sea?"


I was a carhop, a waitress, an insurance clerk,
I worked in a tax office where my boss was a jerk
And I babysat till I 'bout went berserk
But I definitely was not one to shirk


I had a good voice, so I thought of a singer
Or like Quasimoto, maybe a bell-ringer
But on that thought I didn't linger
"I know, a dancer, i'm a great swinger!"


But none of those careers panned out
I just didn't know what I was about
Even my marriage left me full of doubt
I decided a husband I could do without


So one day I just picked up my purse
Took a bus to the college, my speech rehearsed
I signed all the papers, in study immersed
And when I graduated, I was a nurse!


For thirty some years I gave great care
My time clock showed I was always there
Now I'm retired and in my rocking chair
And each day I look back on my nursing career.









 

Mama Said...

By Sharon (ByGolly25@aol.com)


Mama said stay away the stream
Billy and I ignored her demand
Billy floated his small model boat
I washed from my toes the grainy sand


Trying real hard to not dampen dress
Billy didn't care his cuffs he wet
Mama found out and boy was she mad
But the fun we had made both of us glad


It was a spring day ever so nice
Billy and I had a good time that day
Billy brought home a toad in pocket
I brought home memories to play









 

When I Grew Up

By Bob (C1ydeBunky@aol.com)


When I first thought of what I might be when I grew up, I was probably in the early grades of elementary school. My first ambition that I recall was to run a grocery store. The father of an acquaintance of mine ran a small store in the front of his house, and while I may not have been fascinated by, I was certainly interested in; the concept of handling many items, keeping track of things, and had a vague idea of what type of work it entailed. I liked the idea of organization even at an early age and loved the concept of "a place for everything, and everything in its place".

As I grew a little older, and was exposed to the local cinema on occasional Saturdays, I am sure I was captured by the romance of the movies, and though I had no idea what the work would be like, I wanted to be a movie star, because I wanted to be a hero to everyone, I think. In my teens I "graduated" from delivering newspapers (since age six) to a job at an Army PX cooking hamburgers, which didn't do a thing one way or the other for me, ambition-wise. At sixteen, I went to work full-time for the railroad as a "call-boy", a person who called the railroad crews to tell them what time to report to work, as the outgoing trains had to be made up in our yard from incoming trains, as different freight cars had to go to different destinations. Over the next eight years, I handled several different jobs n the railroad, such as bill clerk, baggage clerk, yard clerk, and eventually yardmaster's clerk in Albuquerque, meanwhile serving an enlistment in the Army and then going to college on the GI Bill.

Sometime during that time, it came to me that I wanted to be a psychologist, because I wanted to know what made people tick. Psychiatry did not interest me because from an early age I had absolutely not interest in being a doctor, and when I found out that an M.D. was one of the requirements to become a psychiatrist, the idea just dropped out of my mind.

During my college years I was encouraged to enter a science field by my two brothers who were becoming chemists, and mostly to please them I dropped the psychology field and went into mathematics, figuring that since I enjoyed, but had no real career interest in either chemistry or physics, I would still be preparing myself for a career in science; but in truth I managed to lose the ambition I had and frankly had not replaced it.

During my first college term in mathematics, I found that a friend of mine in the math department was in the choir. I had always enjoyed singing but had never participated in a group that sang, so I asked him how I might possibly be able to join the choir also. He suggested I ask the music teacher, who allowed me to join immediately. Within that first quarter of music, my ambition was kindled to receive a degree in music, though I fully intended to stay with the railroad, as I had built up quite a bit of seniority in the years I worked for them.

Eventually, when I received my degree in music, I had come around fully to the idea of teaching music, and though I had a lot of security with the railroad, I decided to try teaching music. It took a while for me with such minimal preparation to be able to handle it the way I felt it should be, but I now feel it was the most rewarding career I could have chosen








 

What Were You Going To Be When You Grew Up?

By Phyllis Ann (Starbird55@comcast.net)


The best laid plans of mice and men often do go astray.
What I wanted to be when I grew up didn't come into play.


I did use it as a hobby and as a volunteer tool along the way,
But never became an artist to earn my pay.


I became an Executive Secretary and helped others their work to do.
It helped pay the bills, and always brought something to learn that was new.


I often was asked to draw something for birthdays and such.
I always enjoyed the projects very much.


I have used art in many ways without making it a career.
To my life, it has brought a lot of cheer.









 

What Were You Going To Be When You Grew Up?

By Mike (Ibromantic2@aol.com)


AS I EMBRACE A MOMENT IN TIME I DO REMEMBER IT WELL
SO PULL UP A CHAIR MY STORY I WILL TELL
I WAS NOT QUITE A MAN MAYBE I WAS TEN
WHEN I THOUGHT ABOUT MY FUTURE WHERE WILL I BE THEN


THE WORLD WAS SO MUCH SIMPLER THEN AS I DO RECALL
WHEN I WAS CHILD IN THE STREETS PLAYING BALL
I DREAMED OF BEING RICH WITH MANSIONS AND FANCY CARS
BUT THEN I REALIZED THAT DREAMS ARE ALL THEY ARE


THE HANDS OF TIME KEPT TURNING SO SLOWLY IT DID SEEM
AS I SAT UPON THE BANKS OF OUR LITTLE HOME TOWN STREAM
BY AGE OF TWELVE I KNEW WHAT I WANTED TO BE
A MERCHANT MARINE WAS THE LIFE FOR ME TO LIVE UPON THE SEA


THE TEEN YEARS PASSED QUICKLY AND SOON I WAS A MAN
IN A COUNTRY I DID NO KNOW THEY CALLED IT VIETNAM
I DID NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT I WAS DOING THERE
BUT WE HAD A JOB TO DO TO SHOW AMERICA WE CARED


NOW I LOOK BACK AND THIS IS WHAT I SEE
I WAS BORN A DREAMER IN THE LAND OF THE FREE
THE SKY WAS THE LIMIT OH WHAT A PRECIOUS LAND
AND NOW I REALIZE AN AMERICAN IS WHAT I AM









 

What Were You Going To Be When You Grew Up?

Name Withheld ()


As a small child I wanted to be exactly who I was.
The only grandchild, the only child, and loved by my Daddy.
Daddy was the perfect person, I was sure of this.
He knew the answers to my many questions.
He was so tall and strong and quiet too.
He was my Daddy, he was the love in my life.
But time passed and as I got older my eyes were opened.
He married again and asked me to agree to it.
It never occurred to me that he meant I would live with them.
My home had been for years with Dad and his parents.
A spotless home with a spot of my own and loving people.
I had a cat and bunnies and played with second cousins.
Well I was going to be a secretary, that little girl, who dreamed so much.
I went through trauma for several years and finally I left home.
I married at seventeen and had six children, my family.
I leave out lots of details, they aren't important after all these years.
I discovered it was in my blood to be a caregiver and I was for many years.
To be a mother and raise my family of six was a blessing.
For God to send me a man to help me and to love them all as if they were his, a blessing.
Now in my late years I look at the children and grandkids and know,
I followed a plan that wasn't mine but it was a good plan.
I flunked typing and accounting in school . hhaha









 

Relax In the Glade

By Tom (tomWYO@aol.com)


Idyllic scene, idyllic place,
my brother Joseph is such a mess,
wades right in, gets all wet.
Me I enjoy the cool water


Tea with Marilyn Rose,
had to wear my best dress.
Five mile walk back home,
oh how dreamy this cooling stop.


Special place in Mr. Woodard’s bottom,
we always take this shortcut,
Joseph gets all wet,
can’t get water on my dress.


Quiet and so surreal,
if only Joseph would grow up.
Dressed for tea, my summer finest,
so elegant am I, oh so formal.














         

 

 






What Were You Going to Be When You Grew Up: Continued

The Past Remembered (Several Authors)

Hello March

Winter Pathway

Brave Pansies

Pass it On

Life's Pattern

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