Saturday, September 6, 2008
WHAT I WANT TO BE WHEN I GROW UP-DEBBIE, AGE 52
I wrote my first paper for this class I'm in. It was kind of like a grown-up, "What I want to do when I grow-up" kind of thing. I had to take the points of my school's mission statement, goal statement, and these things the school has called "outcomes" and coalesce them with my personal and professional goals. I think it's more a way of discerning my writing skills, coupled with my ability to think abstractly...if that makes sense....simply BECAUSE it's the first assignment, the first week, and how else can they determine those things, right? So I told them I wanted to learn how to make cool animal sounds using my mouth, and maybe my armpits, and use these organic sounds to treat people who have a pathologic fear of livestock. No, no I didn't, but it sounded interesting didn't it? No, I spoke about my growing concerns for the health of the world, the disconnect between mind and body, and the growing need for wholesome, sound nutrition; on the physical, spiritual and emotional levels, and my desire to write curricula into our high schools and at the college level addressing this. I would also like to develop programs in nursing care facilities to promote this as well. You know, I just go on like I have another 50 years to do this....youth is wasted on the young....
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5 comments:
why DON'T you have another 50 years?
remember our pact? you will wipe my drool, and I will pluck those little hairs on your chiny-chin chin? We will be a couple of crazy old women, that's for sure!
(wait...maybe we already are?)
Crazy and women, but not old yet...
...Mom, you can do that well within ten years with your ambition. Go Mom!!!
Diane, I remember I remember....that pact should be calligraphied and hung on a wall somewhere....and I suspect it will be at some point in the future....hmmmmmm
Eli-"crazy and women, but not old yet"....you really know how to be make crazy women feel good about themselves....good boy....and thanks for the pep talk! Hilary Clinton should have you as a son...
You're at the beginning of old, as Mae would say. :)
I love that son of yours. Way to go, Eli!
This crazy woman (yeah....I like that better) just smiled.
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