I
love asking highschoolers these questions in this order:
The
first question is this: What do you
want to be when you grow up? Each person will always fall in one of two groups.
The first group will look me straight in the eyes and say without any
hesitation, “engineer!” or “architect!” or “accountant!” The other group will
drop their head and look away with shame and mumble, “I don’t know…”
I proceed to the second question.
“What do you think your parents want
you to be when you grow up?” The first group will squint his eyes as the gerbil in his head wakes up and frantically jumps on the wheel. He’ll respond with a
little less enthusiasm, “engineer.” or “architect.” or “accountant.” The second
group looks at me with utter dread as if he were sitting guilty on the witness
stand with his right hand in the air.
I ask the third question, “What
do you think the Lord wants you to be
when you grow up?” Both groups without fail look at me like wide-eyed raccoon staring
at fast approaching headlights in the middle of a country road in the middle of
the night - horn blaring.
These questions bring to light
some startling realities. I think we would like to say that our goal is for our
kids to be who the Lord wants them to be, but this is not how our kids are
responding to the questions. Are they responding with this goal in mind?
“When I grow up I have to go to the best
school I can, pick the best major I can, so I can get the best job I can, so
that I can make the most money I can, and have the best benefit package I can,
so I can live as comfortably as I can, and take the nicest vacations I can,
and retire as early as I can, in the warmest weather I can.”
But before we let them declare fine art as
their major, you might want to read “Silver Spoon DNA”.