Mom's Job
angelwings14513
This is from another list! Enjoy!
Sometimes the only difference is how things are worded.
A woman named Emily, renewing her driver's license at the County
Clerk's
office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation.
She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. "What I mean is,"
explained the recorder, "do you have a job, or are you just a .....?"
"Of course I have a job," snapped Emily. "I'm a mother."
"We don't list 'mother' as an occupation...'housewife' covers it,"
said
the
recorder emphatically.
I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same
situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was obviously a
career
woman, poised, efficient &possessed of a high sounding title like,
"Official
Interrogator" or "Town Registrar."
"What is your occupation?" she probed.
What made me say it, I do not know. The words simply popped
out. "I'm a
Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human
Relations."
The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair &looked up as
though
she
had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly, emphasizing the
most
significant words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was
written
in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.
"Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do
your
field?"
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself
reply,
"I
have a continuing program of research, in the laboratory &in
the field. I'm working for my Masters &already have 4 credits (all
daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the
humanities, (any mother care to disagree?) &I often work 14 hours a
day. But
the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill
careers &the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just
money."
There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she
completed the form, stood up &personally ushered me to the door.
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career,
I
was
greeted by my lab assistants - ages 13, 7 &3. Upstairs I
could hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby), in the
child
development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.
I felt triumphant! I had scored a beat on bureaucracy &I had gone on
the
official records as someone more distinguished & indispensable to
mankind
than "just another mother."
Motherhood.....What a glorious career! Especially when there's a
title
on
the door.
Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the field
of
Child Development &Human Relations" &great grandmothers
Executive Senior Research Associates"?
I think so!!! I also think it makes aunts "Associate Research
Assistants."
Please send this to another mother, grandmother, aunt & other
friends
you
know! They will be delighted with their "new" position in
life!
Sometimes the only difference is how things are worded.
A woman named Emily, renewing her driver's license at the County
Clerk's
office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation.
She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. "What I mean is,"
explained the recorder, "do you have a job, or are you just a .....?"
"Of course I have a job," snapped Emily. "I'm a mother."
"We don't list 'mother' as an occupation...'housewife' covers it,"
said
the
recorder emphatically.
I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same
situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was obviously a
career
woman, poised, efficient &possessed of a high sounding title like,
"Official
Interrogator" or "Town Registrar."
"What is your occupation?" she probed.
What made me say it, I do not know. The words simply popped
out. "I'm a
Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human
Relations."
The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair &looked up as
though
she
had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly, emphasizing the
most
significant words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was
written
in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.
"Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do
your
field?"
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself
reply,
"I
have a continuing program of research, in the laboratory &in
the field. I'm working for my Masters &already have 4 credits (all
daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the
humanities, (any mother care to disagree?) &I often work 14 hours a
day. But
the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill
careers &the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just
money."
There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she
completed the form, stood up &personally ushered me to the door.
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career,
I
was
greeted by my lab assistants - ages 13, 7 &3. Upstairs I
could hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby), in the
child
development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.
I felt triumphant! I had scored a beat on bureaucracy &I had gone on
the
official records as someone more distinguished & indispensable to
mankind
than "just another mother."
Motherhood.....What a glorious career! Especially when there's a
title
on
the door.
Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the field
of
Child Development &Human Relations" &great grandmothers
Executive Senior Research Associates"?
I think so!!! I also think it makes aunts "Associate Research
Assistants."
Please send this to another mother, grandmother, aunt & other
friends
you
know! They will be delighted with their "new" position in
life!
SARA
There needs to be a line in there to this affect for some
men!: "Experimetal Research Intern in the field of Child Development
& Human Relations" Seriously, are men changing their outlooks on
parenting? I see a very few in my actual real life but hope that in
other places it's not this way. I'm in a very conservative area.
I like knowing that I excell at the most rigorous job on the planet!
--- In [email protected], "angelwings14513"
<angelwings14513@y...> wrote:
Sometimes the only difference is how things are worded.
A woman named Emily, renewing her driver's license at the County
Clerk's office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her
occupation.
She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. "What I mean is,"
explained the recorder, "do you have a job, or are you just
a .....?"
"Of course I have a job," snapped Emily. "I'm a mother."
"We don't list 'mother' as an occupation...'housewife' covers it,"
said the recorder emphatically.
I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the
same situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was
obviously a career woman, poised, efficient &possessed of a high
sounding title like,
"Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar."
"What is your occupation?" she probed.
What made me say it, I do not know. The words simply popped
out. "I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and
Human Relations."
The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair &looked up as
though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly,
emphasizing the most significant words. Then I stared with wonder as
my pronouncement was written in bold, black ink on the official
questionnaire.
"Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do
your field?"
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself
reply, "I have a continuing program of research, in the laboratory
&in
the field. I'm working for my Masters &already have 4 credits (all
daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the
humanities, (any mother care to disagree?) &I often work 14 hours a
day. But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill
careers &the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just
money."
There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she
completed the form, stood up &personally ushered me to the door.
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career,
I was greeted by my lab assistants - ages 13, 7 &3. Upstairs I could
hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby), in the child
development program, testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt
triumphant! I had scored a beat on bureaucracy &I had gone on the
official records as someone more distinguished & indispensable to
mankind than "just another mother." Motherhood.....What a glorious
career! Especially when there's a
title on the door.
Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the
field of Child Development &Human Relations" &great grandmothers
Executive Senior Research Associates"?
I think so!!! I also think it makes aunts "Associate Research
Assistants."
men!: "Experimetal Research Intern in the field of Child Development
& Human Relations" Seriously, are men changing their outlooks on
parenting? I see a very few in my actual real life but hope that in
other places it's not this way. I'm in a very conservative area.
I like knowing that I excell at the most rigorous job on the planet!
--- In [email protected], "angelwings14513"
<angelwings14513@y...> wrote:
Sometimes the only difference is how things are worded.
A woman named Emily, renewing her driver's license at the County
Clerk's office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her
occupation.
She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. "What I mean is,"
explained the recorder, "do you have a job, or are you just
a .....?"
"Of course I have a job," snapped Emily. "I'm a mother."
"We don't list 'mother' as an occupation...'housewife' covers it,"
said the recorder emphatically.
I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the
same situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was
obviously a career woman, poised, efficient &possessed of a high
sounding title like,
"Official Interrogator" or "Town Registrar."
"What is your occupation?" she probed.
What made me say it, I do not know. The words simply popped
out. "I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and
Human Relations."
The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair &looked up as
though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly,
emphasizing the most significant words. Then I stared with wonder as
my pronouncement was written in bold, black ink on the official
questionnaire.
"Might I ask," said the clerk with new interest, "just what you do
your field?"
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself
reply, "I have a continuing program of research, in the laboratory
&in
the field. I'm working for my Masters &already have 4 credits (all
daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the
humanities, (any mother care to disagree?) &I often work 14 hours a
day. But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill
careers &the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just
money."
There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she
completed the form, stood up &personally ushered me to the door.
As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career,
I was greeted by my lab assistants - ages 13, 7 &3. Upstairs I could
hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby), in the child
development program, testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt
triumphant! I had scored a beat on bureaucracy &I had gone on the
official records as someone more distinguished & indispensable to
mankind than "just another mother." Motherhood.....What a glorious
career! Especially when there's a
title on the door.
Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the
field of Child Development &Human Relations" &great grandmothers
Executive Senior Research Associates"?
I think so!!! I also think it makes aunts "Associate Research
Assistants."
Robin Clevenger
> From: "SARA" <cheeps4u@...>Definitely not that way here. Lots of concerned and involved dads around,
> There needs to be a line in there to this affect for some
> men!: "Experimetal Research Intern in the field of Child Development
> & Human Relations" Seriously, are men changing their outlooks on
> parenting? I see a very few in my actual real life but hope that in
> other places it's not this way. I'm in a very conservative area.
even outside of the homeschooling group. That's one of the first things we
noticed when looking for a house here, we saw lots of dads at the park with
kids. And in our homeschool group there are usually dads at events. My kids
are on first-name basis with several other dads, and my DH regularly watches
other mom's kids if they're over and I go off to do something. I like the
fact that there is a lot of trust of the dads in our group and that they are
often with the kids.
Blue Skies!
-Robin-