I want to be a ballet dancer when I grow up….

10 thoughts on “I want to be a ballet dancer when I grow up….”

  1. I love that particular song, but now will have it in my head all day. Not necessarily a bad thing.

    As for the “dancing psychiatrist being in charge of an orphanage,” you might just have something there. You could serve and entertain the children at the same time!

  2. How wonderful it is to dream like a child. After all, Jesus always wants what is best for us and He said that we should become like little children to enter the kingdom of heaven. But sometimes dreaming big can leave us vulnerable to others’ doubts.

    Reminds me of this poem by Langston Hughes
    The Dream Keeper

    Bring me all of your dreams,
    you dreamers,
    Bring me all your heart melodies,
    that I may wrap them in a blue cloud cloth,
    Away from the too rough fingers of the world


  3. I did not know this song. I admire your childhood dreams! Mine were like being a choreographer, a nun much later, then work my way around the world — which I did, but thanks to my husband’s work.

    Today my dream sounds like your childhood one 🙂

    Thank you for what you give here.


  4. You and Susie have similar messages today (I just visited her blog) and both are so fitting for the Christmas season. And all year long for that matter. I’ve never heard the song, but it is powerful!

  5. I love this song, I have it on my Christmas playlist….I only had one main dream when I was a kid, that I woke up to find a horse looking into my window and that it belonged to ME 🙂 I grew up and figured out how much it would cost to feed them so now I have cats!

  6. Hi Andie,
    I enjoy reading about your childhood dreams, they were very admirable. I love the song Grown Up Christmas List and I do wish that as adults we’d rediscover some of the belief that no dream is too big.

  7. Andie,
    This is such a beautiful post. I’ve found myself lately going back to my childhood memories, remembering the fun and comforting things around me and my siblings. I haven’t thought about my childhood dreams until now that I read your post. First, it was being a teacher. Later, it was to be a nun. Well, I ended up being a social worker. I guess it was close enough!

    Thanks for stopping by at blog and for your sweet comment.



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