I Became a Writer Accidentally on Purpose


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When I was ready to make choices concerning my
career path I was surprised to find that some choices were chosen for me, based
not on what I could do, but for what I couldn’t do.

When it was
time to make a career choice,

I had to
decide who I wanted to be,

For each
occupation has its own voice,

And I wanted
the spotlight shining on me,

Career
Choice #1

I loved
languages and I took great pride,

Spanish,
German, and Latin were on my list,

If I said I
was diligent in my studies, then I lied,

But I
enjoyed language structures, and I insist,

That some of
the sounds tangled my tongue,

Until the
day I ventured into the language lab,

When I heard
the teacher describing to everyone,

(My recorded
voice was booming and I felt his stab),

He remarked,
“He’s terrible with his pronunciations,”

I had other career
choices, this one wouldn’t be missed,

So cross off
language translator from my list,

Career
Choice #2

I often woke
up excited about the new day,

Songs would
be bursting from my lips,

Carpe diem!
It didn’t matter work or play,

The whole
world was at my fingertips,

Perhaps
singing would be a great career too,

But that thought
was soon nipped in the bud,

When my
career in singing all fell through,

Ostracized
and disgraced, my name was mud,

In mid-song the
choir director brought us to a halt,

She loudly announced,
“Someone’s off key,”

“We can’t
sing this cantata because of someone’s fault,

I wasn’t
worried because I knew it wasn’t me,

Then she
said, “That voice is on this side,”

She put us
in groups to narrow it down,

Finally she
was next to me, and I couldn’t hide,

She said, “I’ve
finally located that awful sound,”

I could
still sing for part of my everyday fun,

But I knew
my singing career was totally done,

Career Choice
#3

Like many
high school boys I was ready to perform,

I wanted riches
and fame, my name up in lights,

I did very
well in sports, I was ahead of the norm,

I knew what
was expected, I’d even wear tights,

My teams
weren’t exceptional, although we did well,

One
championship or two, the stats weren’t great,

If I would
go to the next level, only time would tell,

But I found
out the results of my professional fate,

“Son, there
are a few factors holding you back,

“You need to
be bigger, stronger, faster, just for a start,

And if you
had a lot more talent the money we’d stack,”

So, no pro
sports for me, just break my heart,

Choice
number three was out of my league,

I was tired
of losing but I wasn’t fatigued,

Career
Choices (To be continued)

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11 thoughts on “I Became a Writer Accidentally on Purpose

    • I hope to get more of my career choices posted by Sunday. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  1. My Mum wanted me to be an Interpreter, said “now there’s a career for life,” but like any youngster I wanted to make my own decisions, so dug in my heels and ended up in an office. Sigh!! … Following your (to date) life of career options with interest, Dan. xPenx

    • Careers look better from a distance. After years of teaching I have little to show for my efforts financially but along my journey I’ve had a few memories that are worthwhile keeping. I like who I am so there are few regrets.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

  2. Such a great poem and I can relate! I wanted to be a singer as a kid I practiced for hours from maybe age 4 to 18 and some after and I still sound like a mechanized cat or something lol Weird because I have a nice speaking voice (so I am told) it does not translate! As for being a writer I don’t even come close to having the talent but I love doing it and so I will at least as a personal hobby. I am glad to hear you keep doing what you love. Even stars get rejected (usually quite a bit) they just push through not being pretty enough or skilled enough or whatever. You can learn =) Rarely are people born with a talent, they are just really tenacious 😛

    • All my dreams were not backed by skills or interest, but they all have been useful in creating a tapestry of writing. I write not because I’m a great writer but because I have stories to tell and I enjoy entertaining. I’m retired,alone, broke, and still spend a lot of time writing just for entertainment purposes. For example, this poem will have several parts because I was multi-almost talented. Guess I must be crazy.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

    • Hopefully the whole piece makes more sense if you start from the beginning.

      May the sun be on your face and the wind at your back as the Lord blesses you throughout the day. Carpe diem!

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