I’ve chosen to accept Mama Kat’s assignment! Here’s my chosen prompt:
2.) When do you first imagine yourself wishing you were older or bigger? Write about it.
When I was in 4th grade I had this nasty habit of sitting in the backseat and leaning forward between the two front seats so I could talk to my mom and sister. Sometimes I would even kneel on the floor to be more comfortable. This is the most profound part of my memory. I’m not even sure why.
I had recently become obsessed with Forensic Files. (What mother lets her 9 year old watch Forensic Files?!) I was rambling about the most recent Forensic Files marathon and how I wanted to be a forensic anthropologist someday. (Think Tempe Brennen on Fox TV’s “Bones”) I rambled for the entire car ride about wanting to be a forensic anthropologist. I had no idea what it even entailed. It was a term I had picked up from the show but, I was deteremined to do it and I was anxious to be able to accomplish this dream.
I couldn’t wait to grow up and help solve murder’s for families that needed closure. I think this was the first day I really became interested in law enforcement as a career as well. These two things have always been in the back of my mind. They’ve always truly interested me.
I still am very facinated by the entire field of forensic anthropology, I still watch Law & Order, CSI, and Cold Case. I am really sucked into any show depicting fictional or real life crimes.
But that day definitely set a precedent for me. I learned a lot about myself the night before watching the Forensic Files marathons. I’m now thankful to my mother for trusting my maturity and letting me watch that show, I hope I’ll be able to do the same for my daughter.
Looking back now, not only was I wishing greatly to grow up, I was already growing up without even realizing it. It was a sophisticated career choice for a 9 year old.