Lunchtime Poll

Lunchtime Poll: When I Grow Up

When I grow up, I’m going to be a lady who lunches.

Truth: What is the craziest thing you ever wanted to be as a kid? In second grade, I wanted to be a nun because I was convinced the world was ending any day and I wanted to go immediately to heaven.

Dare: Do something that reminds you of your childhood ambition. Did you want to be a paleontologist? Head to the natural history museum. Wanted to be an artist? Draw something!

By [E] Sally Lawton

My food groups are cheese, bacon, and hot tea. I like studying cities and playing with my cat, Buffy.

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I wanted so badly to be an astronaut. Then I learned that you had to be an Air Force pilot, and for that you needed better than 20/20 vision. I started wearing glasses in first grade. Then there was the archaeology phase and then paleontology phase. One thing I never really grew out of is wanting to be an artist. Now, it’s just a matter of finding the time to make the art. Stupid grown-up job gets in the way of everything.

I guess this is the point where I could be super annoying and be all “pshh I’m living my dream.” But really I don’t find it very exciting any more… I wanted to be a doctor. Since I was three years old, whenever people would ask that question, I’d say a different specialty (typically anesthesiologist cause I was proud I could pronounce it). Now I’m in medical school, so that dare won’t really be effective….

Geez, that sounds depressing. To clarify, I enjoy school. I love that I’m here, but it’s not super happy fun times or nearly as exciting as an kid thinks it will be. Plus I’m tired… it’s been a long week. I’ll stop whining now.

I wanted to be something different every week. A doctor, a ballerina, President, an architect, a lawyer, I wanted all the careers. My Barbies always had great careers. One was a doctor AND a ballerina. Sadly, between a lack of the right figure, science aptitude and money, I did not have the kind of career my Barbies did.

I didn’t know I wanted to be a writer until fifth or sixth grade, when I won a Young Authors award. (I would put that award on my resume, I’m still pretty proud of it.)

Now I want to be River Song when I grow up.

When I was younger, I habitually told people that I wanted to be a war correspondent.  I didn’t really have any intention of pursuing this – it was just the most badass job I could think of. Now when I meet people from home, they’re often surprised at my relatively milquetoast job and say, “but I thought you’d be a war correspondent by now!”

In homage of this, I promise to write down anything crazy that happens on the subway today and post it online.


It’s funny, as a kid all I ever wanted to be was a mom. I’ve been doing it a long time, though, and I’m ready to do something else. Instead of ‘when I grow up I want to be a ___’ it’s ‘when my kids grow up I want to be a ___’

I still haven’t decided what the ___ will be. Artist. Writer. Interior Designer. Baker. Travelling Hippie. Astronaut. Ballerina. (Yeah, probably not those last two :-)

Good thing I have a few more years to figure it out.

Truth: I was always pretty set in my ideas of what I wanted to be from quite a young age. Which is to say I wanted to be an author and an illustrator. Those may, in fact, qualify for craziness, come to think of it. I did harbour notions of nuclear physics and veterinary medicine when I was a teen, though.

Dare: This is perhaps just the motivation I’ve been needing to get back to writing. Things have been happening here in the Juniper Household and writing has been put to one side. Tonight, I shall write. Hah! I was also doing creative arty things today. Made beautiful artwork for our bedroom using cheap frames, gorgeous greeting cards, and lots of ribbon.

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