When I grow up

Sonya, our roving reporter, has brought us four more stories from our group. They fly us to the moon, keep us fit and healthy and play us beautiful music .

Karin

Well you might laugh at me about this. I would like to be an astronaut! As a young child I was interested in the stars and planets. That was because of my grandmother’s lasting knowledge, wonderment and interest in our solar system.  Good for you Granny! Then when Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin landed on the moon in 1969, my dreams of travelling around in space became a reality.  I was so excited about this possibility. I was fortunate to see the magnificent night sky in the observatory at the Cape Town Observatory in South Africa and the Greenwich Observatory in the UK.  They were breathtaking experiences. And that has all led to my wanting to be an astronaut when I grow up.

 

Alexis

I ended up doing just what I wanted to be- a music teacher. I’ve had a career in teaching music and I would absolutely do it again when I grow up. Anyway, I’m not one to indulge in regrets. No dear Alexis, you just keep on doing what you do with such excellence, spinning, dyeing, felting and teaching us   the finer points of your wonderful work with wool.

 

Janette

I’d like to be a doctor when I grow up. I always wanted to be one but   my father didn’t believe in girls getting a higher education. Janette, you surely have a doctorate in spinning and knitting up a breathtaking list of beautiful jumpers and cardigans. We are lucky to have your advice and wisdom in such matters.      

 

Peter   

I never knew what I wanted to be when I grew up in wartime Germany. I had no idea. But today I know what I would like to be when I grow up. I’d like to have a degree in Science Fitness. I’ve always been very athletic and done a fair amount of sports coaching. You could be our weaving coach Peter. You do such lovely work on your loom.

 

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