This is taken from You're a Good Man Charlie Brown by Charles Schulz
LUCY:
Linus, do you know what I intend. I intend to be a queen. (Musical fanfare.) When I grow up I'm going to be the biggest queen there ever was. And I'll live in a big palace with a big front lawn and have lots of beautiful dresses to wear. And, when I go out in my coach all the people...

LINUS: (interrupting her)
Lucy!

LUCY:
All the people will wave, and I will SHOUT at them. And...

LINUS:
Lucy, I believe queen is an inherited title. Yes, I am quite sure a person can only be queen by being born into a royal family of the correct lineage so that she can assume the throne after the death of the reining monarch. I can't think of any possible way that you could ever become a queen. I'm sorry Lucy, but it's true.

LUCY:
And in the summer time, I will go to my summer palace and I will wear my crown in swimming and everything. And all the people will cheer and I will SHOUT at them. (She pauses) WHAT DO YOU MEAN I CAN'T BE A QUEEN!!!!!!
There must be a loop hole... this kind of thing always has a loop hole. Nobody should be kept from being a queen if she wants to be one. It's undemocratic.

LINUS:
Good grief!


LUCY:
I know what I'll do. If I can't be a queen, then I'll be very rich. I'll work and work until I'm very rich and then I will buy myself a queendom.

LINUS:
GOOD GRIEF!

LUCY:
Yes, I will buy myself a queendom and I'll kick out the old queen and take over the whole operation myself. I will be head queen. NOW switch channels.


JOB WANTED: QUEEN

I have been in a job search recently. This is part of my delay in posting a blog entry for such a long time. Funny how when you have a job, you feel comfortable enough to look for something just a little bit better. So I have been on interviews and having lots of talks with people I know about jobs and “openings” and such, and it has been a real drain on me, both emotionally and physically. My friends are just about sick of hearing about this job situation and would rather I shutupalready and make a decision. And as sweet and understanding as B is, I know he will be happy when this is all over.
So, anyway, the other day, during one of the interviews, I got the age-old question… “What do you see yourself doing in five years?”
Ugh. They might as well have said, “What do you want to BE when you grow up, little girl?”
We ask little kids all the time, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” and all of them have an answer. “I want to be a doctor, fireman, teacher, superhero”. When they don’t have an answer, it is strange. But yet, when we are grown up, most of don’t have an answer to that question.
There are so many professions in the world we could have, so many things we could do. How do we decide what we want to BE for the rest of our lives? Are we always supposed to drift through our life not really knowing what we want to spend our days doing?
Shouldn’t we all fit in a niche and stay there? Who knows.

The other day, for hat day, I put on my trashy, super shiny, Dollar Store tiara. It was fabulous. For one day, I was at work and I finally figured out what I want to BE when I grow up.

When I was growing up, I spent my days taking orders for imaginary food, lining up my stuffed animals so I could read them stories, dancing on Broadway, practicing my Emmy/Oscar speech, and making tickets for people to pick up their dry cleaning. I am not quite sure why I decided to become a dry cleaner for a while, a little bizarre if you think about it, but oh well. I knew, if someone asked me, that I would always answer “teacher” if I were going to be truthful. But a little part of me wanted to be a queen!
I have never considered myself a “girly” girl. I don’t love flowery anything. I hate ruffles and am just now easing myself into wearing pink without throwing up.
I don’t wear a ton of make up and don’t really understand lipstick. So, it really surprises me that I LOVE tiaras and “intend to be a queen” someday. Now, I am sure this job would be as draining as my current job. Too many people to please. Too many decisions to make. Too many stresses. But somehow, the idea of getting to wear a tiara the entire time would outweigh all of the negatives of the job.

Unfortunately, there are no openings for queen right now. My current job does not make enough money to “buy myself a queendom” so I will keep teaching. I will keep going to interviews, and maybe during one of them, I will quietly slip on my cheap tiara and dream of being interviewed for the position of queen. I am sure I could ace that interview!