What do you want to be?
At school one day, the teacher asked, "What do you want to be?" Some hands went up but more stayed down; embarrassed, just like me. "Architect" said one. I heard "Marine Biology". "Solicitors and Engineers", but looking back, I see the only one who did just what he said he'd do was me.
"A drummer", I admitted to the teacher secretly. He laughed and then said "Woods, you haven't got the energy." Well, that was just the push I needed. Screw my GCE's, I don't need Maths or French to drum. I know my ABC's. So I finished school and left my home eventually. They didn't try and stop me, though my folks did not agree when I moved down to London town to chase my fantasy. I later heard the architect was working for BT. Two doctors went to Birds Eye and the draughtsmen went to sea. Three Lawyers graft at Sanyo, while the Dentist's at QD, Woolworths, Boots and Tesco's had the rest of class 5C
"A young boy goes up to his father and announces, Dad when I grow up, I want to be a drummer. His father said, Well, you'd better make your mind up, you can't do both!"