I'm still unpacking boxes that are in the garage from moving here to Austin. Tonight I ran across an "Interest Inventory" that is dated 1973 (when I was 11.) I love that some teacher made us do this and that my mom kept it for me. Some of the entries are sweet and some are cringe-worthy, but they all intrigue. Warning - probably not at all interesting to a non-family member!
"What I like to make or build" = paint-by-number paintings
"Collection I have made recently" = crayon colection (sic)
"My biggest wish" = For a horse
"When I grow up I want to be" = a lawyer or a horse trainer
"On Saturdays I like to" = ride my bike to the tennis club, order a rootbeer and go upstairs to watch T.V.
"At night I like to" = read until my eyes hurt.
Some things never change, do they? Ha!
I'm sure if I'd known there would be a career as a ScrumMaster, I would have picked that.
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Oh my, I do remember those days when you would hang out at the Marin Tennis Club and watch the boob tube. Not very exciting to have your folks out on the courts all day.
Did you ever imagine that you had that great artistic talent just wanting to burst through those dumb numbers?
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