"What do you want to be when you grow up?"

Childhood. Innocence. Purity. Inexperience. God, how I loved being young. How I enjoyed being a child. There was this whole age of total gullibility and childish wonder. We would watch Tom and Jerry. Later on Cartoon Network came into being and along with the classics we got accustomed to the Adam’s Family, Dexter’s Lab, and Johnny Bravo. Then somehow Space Toon came into being, with all their Pokemon and digital heroes, and all the kids would obsess over that and I would look at them, so preoccupied with this new world, and think: so this is what childhood is like now, huh? But it gets worse. Cinderella and Aladdin don’t mean much to kids now. They barely remember Tom and Jerry. Adam’s Family is not ‘interesting’ enough. Now, Michael Jackson is household name, and not for the same reasons he used to be! Ricky Lake is sooooo fascinating (she’s not, you can only watch screaming, swearing, unbelievably problematic people for a while before u actually start feeling good about your own problems).
Funny thing though: I remember a lot of my childhood. I remember the stories. I remember Disney Land and Micky Mouse. I remember reading my ABC books and memorizing Humpty Dumpty’s song. But I can’t remember what I wanted to be when I grew up! When in my tiny baby head and my tiny baby thoughts, everything and anything was achievable, what did I want to become? When I was not frightened to fantasize, or my imaginings weren’t overshadowed by the predictions that were handed to me by society, my family, the need for money…what did I want to become? When nobody was around to convince me that I needed to find a suitable career appropriate for my life …what did I want to become? When I used to believe that what you become and what you do for a living are two very different things (when in adulthood u discover that you are what you do?) what did I want to become?
I can’t remember.
Can you?

Quote of the day: Childhood is measured out by sounds and smells and sights, before the dark hour of reason grows.