When you were a kid what did you want to be when you were older
 

i wanted to be a wrestler or a shopkeeper - neither happened.

a farmer

I wanted to be a teacher lmao

And I'm currently studying in the hope to be one.

Postman

Super Ted

'on the tv like ant and dec' according to my mum

Interior designer...always messing about and changing stuff around.

Rainforest conservationist.

From being 5 years old and for the first time sitting up all night watching the general election of 1997 with my Dad, I have always wanted to be an MP,and still do.

rich...im halfway there
wanted to play cricket for England...didn't he play cricket at any level
I wanted big muscles like the incredible hulk , didn't quite make that
fancied being a rock star, never wanted to be an astronaut, always fancied being a writer
written a few scripts but never made any money with that

first a train driver
then a video game programmer
then an architect
then a dentist
then a kpop star

now idk :shrug:

rich

independence was by biggest goal
I used to look at workmen working away listening to their radios and think wow those guys don't have to go to school....that's what I want to be is free , free from school and all the cliques , free to go make my own way in the world. that's really what drove me

I wanted to be a Vet

Rich and famous.

...my mum...

..OMG Super Ted and Spotty..:lovedup:...

cat deeley

When I was about 8 or 9, I would rise whilst all those in my house were still sleeping and I would go downstairs into the tiny rabbit hutch of a room and stoke up the dying coal fire.

I would make a cup of tea and sit there on the tatty sofa in a silence broken only by the metallic ticking of the mantle clock, and my dad's chronic wheezing - borne of too many years breathing in coal dust and from too many years fighting a war in malarial jungles over 5,000 miles away.

I would take in the poverty of that tiny room - from the scuffed lino covering the stone-flagged floor, to the broken tatty furniture - and always - my eyes would eventually fasten on my father's old rusting 'push-bike' which was propped up against the wall. Then as I listened to him fighting for breath and violently coughing in his sleep, I would look at the leather saddle bag on his bike and picture him putting into it his flask of strong tea and the pork dripping sandwiches he'd take to the 'pit' for his 'snap'.

As I'd finish the last dregs of my tea, and as the old man's tortured rasping from upstairs grew more violent, I'd look at the framed monochrome photo's of the Queen, and George VI, and Churchill, jostling for prominence with others of my dad in uniform with some of his mates.

Then my eyes would drop to a cockroach which dared to leave the shadows of its sanctuary in the crevice of the cracked tiled hearth and I'd squash it with my foot. It was at that VERY moment that I KNEW just what I wanted to be when I grew up -- ANYTHING but like my dumb, cannon-fodder parents.

The dream team :love:

Imagine having our very own MP on TIBB :fan:

It's very sad that you think of your parents in that way Kirk.

:laugh: No, I loved both my parents Cherie, but they WERE dumb cannon fodder. Despite both being educated and intelligent, they were totally compliant with a wholly unjust system, totally subservient to it, and totally grateful for small mercies; conditioned to posses no ambition, and to never question whether they possessed the qualities which could have elevated their status and quality of life.

To be fair to them they were of the 'norm' for working class people of that time, and they were Labour supporters all of their lives, so they must have been aware that the social system was 'not quite right' then.

I think, that Donovan's song "Gold Watch Blues" summed up my feelings at that time:

"Here's your gold watch and the shackles for your chains
And your piece of paper, to say you left here sane
And if you've a son who wants a good career
Just get him to sign on the dotted line and work for 50 years"

That old pit winding gear NEVER beckoned me - Thank God.

He'd actually make a great MP - but I doubt that he'd last very long, because ethics, compassion, philanthropy, mercy, honesty, and integrity are NOT the 'norm' in parliament and Joey would stick out like the proverbial 'sore thumb'.

omg this is so cute :lovedup: