Archeology, now that makes me laugh out loud. I distinctly remember telling my parents that no matter what, one day I would travel to the deserts of Egypt to study the pyramids...and they couldn't stop me! My parents nodded and told me they wholeheartedly supported my endeavor. The reason for their unwavering support, of course, was because they knew the only way I'd be digging in the sand in the middle of a dessert was if someone kidnapped me and then promptly threw me out of a plane while flying over King Tut's final resting place. No doubt, digging would promptly ensue the moment my practically lifeless body hit the ground, as I would immediately commence tunneling back to America - home of air conditioning, ice and all things new!
So when my own children tell me what they want to be when they grow up, I try not to take it to heart.
You want to join the Coast Guard so you can fly helicopters above the ocean and be that guy that slowly gets hoisted down into the water to save that other guy in the raft? On the inside, I want to yell out "No you're not, that's stupid, you're going to be an accountant!" but since I'm an actress...I nod, smile and instead offer words of encouragement. "No you're not, that's stupid, you're going to be an engineer!" (Apparently, acting really wasn't my calling.)
But with our oldest only one year away from college, 'what are you going to be?', has suddenly become more urgent. Unlike when I was in school and had to wing it, kids these days have a plethora of on-line tests and tools that help them determine the perfect career choice.
Gone are the days of "maybe I'll be an astronaut or magician", my brother's top two choices growing up. No, these days, the magic is gone as numbers, statistics and science can tell you exactly what you should be when you grow up.
And while I understand the reasoning behind the testing, maybe there's something to be said about believing one day you might just be that guy who shows unflinching courage as he is slowly hoisted down into the crashing waves just in time to save that other guy in the raft.
Chances are you'll probably choose to be an accountant (or so your mother hopes and prays) but until then there is nothing like a dream of visiting pharaohs and pyramids to get you going in life.
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