Once we could successfully discern the difference between agreeing and disagreeing, we had a lively discussion in first and second grade today around this topic. Students placed their names on one side or the other, and then gave reasons for their choice.
Most of the class agreed that there are SO MANY interesting jobs that you could have, that it's very difficult to decide. However, three were remarkably decisive:
"I used to think it was hard, but now I think it's easy. Because when I was two years old, I didn't know what I wanted to be, but then when I was three years old, I heard about planes and jets and that you could fly them in the Air Force, and then I knew that I'm going to be in the Air Force. So then it was easy." -- This from an ancient eight year old.
"Well, I think it's easy because I have a brother who does all these things that I can't do yet because I'm not old enough, but I just watch him, and I like everything he does, and then I can see what I want to do when I'm older, like guns and soccer. And they happen on different nights, so I'm pretty sure that I'll be able to do all of them." -- I wonder if that exemplary eighth grader knows how much influence he exerts over his second grade brother. I'm tempted to tell him.
"I think that you just have to find something that you really like to do and you're good at it, and then you just think of jobs that are perfect for that. Like, I'm good at singing, so I'm going to be a rock star." -- I have a feeling that this child gets her daily dose of the Disney Channel.
This made me think of my all-time favorite story from my roommate's third-grade class. Another time, another post...
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Yay for the soccer and guns boy!
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