Childhood Dreams

I want to be a mother when I grow up one day. I want to be a mother because mummies can tell their kids what to do. My mum asks me to sleep when I want to watch TV, she asks me to wake up when I am still sleepy. Mummy cooks what she wants and asks me to eat whatever she cooks for us, no matter how much I hate those foods. Mummy asks me to study when I want to play with my friend. See, mummy is like a God, and she’s always right because she’s a mummy.

I want to be a parking attendant when I grow up one day. Parking attendants are cool. They don’t have to go to school every single day, my teacher told me so. He said that if we don’t go to school then we would become parking attendants one day. Those parking attendants must be lucky, they don’t have to wake up early and count how many apples Ani has today. Who cares how many apples Ani has today? She doesn’t share those apples with me. Moreover, parking attendants make money, even more than my dad. My dad only gets money once a month, but parking attendants get money every time. They just tell drivers how to park their vehicles and get money. I know they do make lots of money, more than my coins in my piggybank.

I decided to be a vet when I grow up. I love animals. My pets are my siblings, they are nicer than my sister. They never tease me like my sister does. I just don’t understand why those adults got crazy with our neighbour’s new baby born. It doesn’t play, and all it does is crying, peeing and pooing. Those adults must be crazy, what so fun about it? It’s furless unlike my kittens and puppies. It doesn’t walk while my kittens and puppies wander around the house. No doubt, baby pets are cuter than baby human, so I will be a vet.

Thanks mum for retelling me my childhood dream careers.