Post by ***Koala*** on Feb 12, 2005 5:10:43 GMT -2
THIS WAS SENT TO ME BY A FRIEND AND HOW TRUE IT IS
To all the mothers; we know what we do!!!
Enjoy this one, something to put on your resume!!!
A woman renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office.
Asked by the woman recorder to state her
occupation, Emily had hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.
"What I mean is," explained the recorder, "do you have 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, and 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, and 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 in
your field?"
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself
reply,
"I have a continuing program of research (what mother doesn't) in the
laboratory and in the field (normally I would have said indoors and
out).
I'm working for my Masters (the whole darned family) and already have
four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most
demanding in the humanities (any mother care to disagree?) and I often
work 14 hours a day (24 is more like it). But the job is more
challenging
than most run-of-the-mill careers and 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, and 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, and 3. Upstairs I
could hear our new experimental model (6 months) in the
child-development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.
I felt triumphant! I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! And I had gone
on the official records as someone more distinguished and
indispensable to mankind than "just another mother."
Motherhood...what a glorious career. Especially when there's a title
on the door.
Send this to another Mother you know. Whether a stay at home Mother or a
career Mother, we should all carry this title.
Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the field
of Child Development and Human Relations" and great grandmothers
"Executive Senior Research Associates"? I think so!!!
I also think it makes aunts "Associate Research Assistants".
To all the mothers; we know what we do!!!
Enjoy this one, something to put on your resume!!!
A woman renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office.
Asked by the woman recorder to state her
occupation, Emily had hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.
"What I mean is," explained the recorder, "do you have 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, and 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, and 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 in
your field?"
Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself
reply,
"I have a continuing program of research (what mother doesn't) in the
laboratory and in the field (normally I would have said indoors and
out).
I'm working for my Masters (the whole darned family) and already have
four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most
demanding in the humanities (any mother care to disagree?) and I often
work 14 hours a day (24 is more like it). But the job is more
challenging
than most run-of-the-mill careers and 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, and 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, and 3. Upstairs I
could hear our new experimental model (6 months) in the
child-development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.
I felt triumphant! I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! And I had gone
on the official records as someone more distinguished and
indispensable to mankind than "just another mother."
Motherhood...what a glorious career. Especially when there's a title
on the door.
Send this to another Mother you know. Whether a stay at home Mother or a
career Mother, we should all carry this title.
Does this make grandmothers "Senior Research Associates in the field
of Child Development and Human Relations" and great grandmothers
"Executive Senior Research Associates"? I think so!!!
I also think it makes aunts "Associate Research Assistants".
