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Thursday, September 14

I blame Mrs. Acorn

School started this week...I am going full time, working part time. It is a hell of a lot of work trying to juggle both working and taking classes. But it will be worth it in the end!

This morning driving to work I was thinking about how I ended up in this situation...and I realized that this all goes back to Mrs. Acorn...clearly this is all her fault.

Mrs. Acorn was my elementary librarian (and also high school librarian!). In 2nd grade, my class had a project to draw and write a paper on what we wanted to be when we grew up. At this time in my life I wanted to be an astronaught. I really didn't know much about being an astronaught, I just reall wanted to see the stars and the planets. So for my project I drew a rocket, with a picture of me in the window waving and smiling (remember I was 7!), and my paper consisted of a story about wanting to see the stars and the planets, my favorite was Jupiter, and sometimes Saturn!

When Mrs. Acorn saw my picture, she laughed and patted me on the head and told me that I really should pick something a bit more girly to be when I grew up...you know like a nurse?! Huh!? I was really disappointed to hear this, but again at 7 it didn't really phase me...but of course as we all know I am not a rocket scientist...and I have never left the Earth! So obviously something that Mrs. Acorn had said had some kind of affect on me.

Now I don't solely blame Mrs. Acorn for this, but it sounds a lot better than saying I have been very indescive about my future. It is probably only about 25% of her fault...the rest was completely mine.

Anyway, at least now I am working towards my future, better late than never!

5 Comments:

At 8:14 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

must ... resist ... temptation ... to name ... favorite ... planet ... ;-)

 
At 12:01 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

134340?

 
At 1:37 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I blame my unfinished education on one event from 8th grade...Mrs. Trumble told me that I wasn't as smart as my older brother Allen and that I would never amount to anything... Why was she surprised when I quit trying? Oh well, my younger sister then got to hear how much smarter she was than me! You win some, you loose some!

 
At 10:45 AM, Blogger C said...

wow sounds like Mrs. Trumble had it out for you!

 
At 2:23 PM, Blogger C said...

j - that is so depressing...poor pluto. :-(

 

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