Tuesday, June 29, 2010

I just had to share this!

I hope you enjoy this as much as I did! Let me know what you think about it!

A woman, renewing her driver’s
licence 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 the woman. “I’m a
Mum.” “We don’t list ‘Mum’ 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. 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, (first the Lord
and then the whole 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-ofthe-
mill careers and the rewards are more of 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, (a 6 month old baby) in the child development program,
testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt I had scored a win over bureaucracy! And I had gone
on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than
“just another Mum.” 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 and Human Relations” ? and great grandmothers “Executive Senior Research
Associates”? I think so!!!
I also think it makes Aunts “Associate Research Assistants”. Please send this to another
Mom, Grandmother, Aunt, and other friends you know. May your troubles be less, your
blessings be more and nothing but happiness come through your door!"

From the NGJ (No Greater Joy) Ministries magazine!

1 comment:

Kittydid said...

ROFL!!!! I love it!!! I will definitely have to use that sometime :D