When I grow up…
By By Lindsey Sherrill
As graduation draws closer and college looms ahead, I have been thinking a lot about the question 'What am I going to be when I grow up?' The possibilities are simply endless. There are a few jobs I have been interested in, but have had to abandon any hope of pursuing. I thought that maybe this week I could share a few of my ideas with you.
I guess maybe this is harder than I thought. With so many choices, you'd think there'd be something I could do. But maybe there is! I can be an opera singer! Yes, Italy, 'Figaro,' Puccini, canals by moonlight, a handsome gondolier. What, What did you say? 'It isn't over till the fat lady sings?' Now what is that supposed to mean?!
Lindsey Sherrill is a staff writer for The Atmore Advance. She can be reached by e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org.