Friday, January 15, 2016

When I Grow Up, I Want To Be A........

Remember saying this when you were a kid?
I certainly do.
There were a number of things I wanted to 'be'.
Firstly, a doctor....probably because my mother was not well.
I just realized this as I wrote it. Hm-m-m

Then I wanted to be a baker. I loved being in the kitchen
watching my mother bake all sorts of things when she was feeling better.
I could bake things at a very young age. It all made sense to me.
And still does.

There was a short time in high school I wanted to be a missionary in Africa.
I think because it was far away and life would be I thought.

In university I didn't know what I wanted to do.
This was very typical for the time, until one year that 
I took off from university, I was a substitute teacher
at a very tough junior high school.
My eyes were opened up that year.
I wanted to make a difference for these kids.
So, I went to another university, after I got my Arts degree,
and enrolled in the Education program with a focus on
Special/Adapted Education.

I was a teacher for almost thirty years.
I loved working with the students.
I didn't particularly like the system itself for so many reasons.
Another story for another time.

After my Education degree, I needed one more course to obtain
a higher teaching level, so I took a dance movement course.

It was this course that helped me realize that dance would have been
 a very rewarding pursuit for me.
So I took another basic dance course after this
 and when we moved to Vancouver, I took more lessons.

I think what I liked is the ability dance gave me to express myself.
I obviously needed an outlet.

I am not one to have regrets about the past,
but I have wondered on occasion what a life as a dancer would have been like.

How about you?
What did you want to be when you grew up?


Here are a few photos of me as a 'dancer' in the
Nova Scotia International Tattoo in 1989.

Getting ready for the 'jive' number.

The Charleston....

Yes, that is Ron on the right.
he was in the production that year as well.


  1. I initially said I was going to be an artist when I grew up; but I was told that wasn't respectable except as a hobby. I don't remember what if anything followed that! But, like you, I'm not one to have regrets (or at least to linger over them). Any one single change in my path and I wouldn't be here with Jerry right now. I'm glad you made the choices you've made, as well, when I see Ron coming in from the right. (The sailor in background is kind funny, too.)

  2. Oh, I LOVE these old photos! So much fun. I also had a list of things I wanted to be "when I grow up", most of which didn't happen...LOL... Life had other plans for me. I also don't have regrets but do wonder if I'd done things differently. For example, if I could go back in time, I would have loved to be involved in humanitarian work that would have me hopping around the world. Or a photographer in tourism or wildlife. Maybe snap wildlife while doing tourism photo gigs :)

  3. I don't think I ever had a clear plan of what I wanted to do, but now, wish I had been a photographer?Or a librarian? I did my training in Pharmacy, and later on worked in a public hospital.That was hugely rewarding, and I do not have any regrets or wish " Why didn't I?" but knowing how I think now, a different course may have been better.But in 1958 or so,limited areas for ladies, girls or women.Love those dance photos, handsome, dashing, and you haven't changed a bit!!!

  4. i hadn't thought about this in a million years but i always said i wanted to be a mortician. my whole family died when i was young. weird.


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