As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up? How close or far are you from that vision?
(Thank you, mirakraz and tori23, for inspiring this prompt!)
“A teacher or a librarian,” my older sister told her seriously.
Aunt Beryl nodded at the expected answer from Lee Ann and looked at me.
“A preacher.”
“Really?” she asked, “Why do you want to be a preacher? Your parents rarely even take you to church. What do you know about preachin’?”
“Not too much yet,” I confirmed. “But I know that preacher’s get to stand in front of a crowd every Sunday and talk to a room full of people. Everybody listens to what they say, so they must be pretty important, and I reckon they have the rest of the week off, to do whatever they want. Listen to the radio and go to the movies and stuff. Working only one day a week is mighty appealing to me, Aunt Beryl.”
She smiled, “Sorry boy, it ain’t that way at all. Preachers tend to work seven days a week and if someone needs them in the middle of the night, they got to get up and go. Preachers work more hours than most folks. You still want to spread the word, do you?”
“No ma’am. Do you think I’d be a good hockey player?”
“Not yet, but you could work into it. You should grow a bit bigger, you need soft hands with the puck and you really have to get faster skating backwards. Think you can work on those things?”
“Yes ma’am”
“Then, you’ll do just fine.” She said, and turned her gaze on my little sister.
“A happy lion or a fire engine.”
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