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what I want to be when i grew up club| Inactive | 
Sugar1Loaf2 & Lightning | | 2015-01-24 01:29:59 | | Inactive confirmed, club will be deleted from the clubs page unless a member wants to step forward to keep it active.
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Jane Crandal & JB | | 2015-01-24 01:48:17 | | | i would like to join. I want to run a pet rescue, and also work with children with special needs! | 
doozydoo2000 & Snow White | | 2015-02-05 01:03:00 | | | This club is inactive and should be deleted. |
bubbagwen859 & Gwen | | 2015-03-15 02:06:23 | | I must be slow or something; I just discovered this club!
It's a nice idea to talk about what you want to do when you grow up. And it can go so much farther than just stating it. You can help each other think about your dreams, and find things to learn that are relevant to your goals. And you can share experiences that will help each other.
I will say that it's a good thing to think and dream and plan, but don't limit yourself. If you have the opportunity to learn something - LEARN IT! You never know when you will need it or where it will lead you.
I wanted to be a vet from the time I was five years old. It was all I ever wanted. I loved science courses and I loved watching the vet when we took our pets to him. When we went to the doctor I was always the first to volunteer for a shot, and enjoyed watching the doctor administer it to me, then to my sister. I was fascinated when my blood was drawn. When I was sixteen - a junior - I had a really bad accident on my horse. When I got out of the hospital I wasn't able to ride for quite a while. My parents sold the horse. Towards the end of the year I suddenly found that I had developed a "queasy stomach". The sight of blood or a needle nearly dropped me on the floor. I turned my attention to music, joined the youth choir, brought home a hymnal from church, and began teaching myself to play the piano better (I had had about nine months of lessons in 7th grade, but had quit because I wanted to spend my time with horses).
I suddenly had NO career plans, because I had never had a Plan B. I ended up joining choir my senior year, taking the last two courses I needed to graduate, and took a vocational course that let me work in the church pre-school. It wasn't six weeks before I was bored out of my head, and went to the principal begging to take another course. He let me audit a Humanities course, which saved my sanity. My parents weren't very pleased, but after I talked to the counselor they agreed to let me do it. Fortunately, I still graduated in the top 5% of my class, because my GPA remained high.
I won a music scholarship to the local community college. All I had to do was join the choir and sing it it to receive the scholarship. So I went over and auditioned, and was placed in the choir. When it came time to register for my first semester of junior college, I had NO idea what I wanted to major in, though I was toying with English. The choir director saw me and came over to talk to me. He told me he thought I was majoring in music, and told me that if I wanted to I needed to go ahead and sign up right at the beginning, because it was a five-year program and if I decided I wanted to do it later I would already be behind in my music courses. So, I did.
It turned out beautifully. I ended up teaching music in the public schools for eleven years; I quit to start my family. I became very good at what I did, and I enjoyed it very much. Being able to work with music and children every single day was a dream come true; it was like getting paid to play. I was able to use my education at church with the choir as well, and still enjoy being able to sing at various places.
Had someone asked me at the beginning of my junior year if I would go this direction, I would have simply told them "No" and not thought any more about it. Not too long ago I talked about this with our doctor's wife. I told her I had always wondered if my "horse wreck" injuries had anything to do with my "change" at the end of high school. She said that for some people when they experience physical trauma it affects their brain in such a way that it from then on perceives trauma in others as though it is happening to them personally. So it turns out that yes, the "horse wreck" did change things for me.
So, if you have the opportunity to learn something, do it. If you have an opportunity to experience something new, do it. (Obviously, all this is with the approval of your parents and the things you do are wholesome and parent-approved.) You really never do know what the future holds, and if you keep yourself open to new things, you may end up somewhere you never dreamed. | 
EagleGirl & Deerslayer | | 2015-03-15 04:20:06 | | This club is not inactive, last message posted 2015-03-14.
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Jane Crandal & JB | | 2015-03-16 02:54:53 | | I would like to join this club! Anyone on here want to be an optomatrist? (spelling error?)
Or a doctor or nurse? Of course, I would have a horse too! :)
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Caralyn & Starlight | | 2015-03-28 22:49:32 | | | WOW eagle girl! |
Sugar1Loaf2 & Lightning | | 2015-04-02 20:52:38 | | | A doctor, nurse, or vet, maybe. | 
Nat2 & The Price of Valor | | 2015-04-02 20:52:38 | | | I realize I misplaced a sentence. My parents were not overly pleased that in my senior year I took so few classes and opted for a vocational course. They were fine with my adding the humanities course. |
EagleGirl & Deerslayer | | 2015-04-04 23:59:47 | |
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