Sunday, October 14, 2007

Growing pains

When I grow up I want to be
The little girl dreamt
An interpreter for the UN
To help the whole world understand

When I grow up I want to be
The teenager then pondered
A doctor, a psychiatrist maybe
Or perhaps a GP, she wondered

When I grow up I want to be
The student then resolved
A researcher of biochemistry
Deduct how life on Earth evolved

When I grow up I want to be
The PhD envisioned
Working for the vulnerable and sick
In countries far and near to which I'll be commissioned

When I grow up I want to be
The woman suddenly thought small
Mumbling softly so no one would hear
Do I have to grow up at all?

5 comments:

Jocelyne said...

I like it! I even got inspired (I hope you don't mind):

When I grow up, I want to be...
A thought the mother never considers
instead she worries about
the decisions of her children.

Thyra said...

Verschil moet er wezen! :-)

well, at least your previous thoughts may have been along the lines of:

When I grow up I want to be
The best mother my kids could ever want
And if I then have time left just for me
Perhaps the winner of a VENI grant!

Edith said...

Nice.

But what does it mean? At the rate of one per five years, 7 more drastic career changes before you retire? ;) Doesn't sound bad, as a life plan, actually.

Thyra said...

I've made myself the solid promise this was my last degree so if I ever do change careers again it will have to involve the school of life!

I guess what it means is that you never know what lies ahead and you should never close your mind to new challenges...that deep enough? ;-)

Edith said...

Of course. :)

But one can never know. What if at some point down the line an employer wants you to do an MBA or a governmental equivalent of that? Are you going to keep your promise?