Dreams of an Irish-American Girl

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As a child, I was constantly writing—poetry, essays, and short stories. One problem was that because the Sisters where I went to school insisted I should be right handed and switched me from my natural left hand to the right, my handwriting is virtually unintelligible. Even to me sometimes.

 

 

As a child, I was constantly writing—poetry, essays, and short stories. One problem, though–the Sisters who taught me at St. Raphael Elementary School insisted I should be right handed and switched me from my natural left hand to the right. Ergo, my handwriting is virtually unintelligible. Even to me sometimes.

 

I also have zero sense of direction. When I’m driving, Matt says, “Ring finger, Jeanne. Ring finger.” That means turn left.

 

My greatest goal as a child was to be a reporter at the Springfield, Ohio News & Sun newspaper.

 

“Oh no,” said Mother. “Girls can’t be reporters. You will be a teacher, a nurse, or a secretary.”

 

Since I had no inclination to teach anyone anything and certainly not to stick a thermometer up anybody’s butt, secretarial it was.

 

I hated shorthand and typing. However, for whatever reason, I excelled at both. Won every award in both high school and college in those subjects.

 

Today, I’m grateful. Those are very handy skills to have.

 

After my marriage broke up, I started getting secretarial work and eventually ended up at an advertising agency in Albany, NY. I was writing commercial copy but getting paid a secretary’s wage. Someone suggested I start selling radio commercials, a much more lucrative field. So I did.

 

I am not a natural salesperson. The only way I got by was by writing all the commercials which sometimes ticked off my Production Department because the client liked mine better than theirs.

 

That led to TV commercials, to a Vice Presidency in Marketing for Viacom TV and finally, to running my own ad agency.

 

Guess why? Because I can write like a dream. And I was one of those lucky kids who knew it. Shanty Gold is the culmination of every dream I ever had.

 

What did you dream of becoming when you were a little boy/girl? Please let me know.

I hated shorthand and typing. However, for whatever reason, I excelled at both. Won every award in both high school and college in those subjects.

 

Today, I’m grateful. Those are very handy skills to have.

 

After my marriage broke up, I started getting secretarial work and eventually ended up at an advertising agency in Albany, NY. I was writing commercial copy but getting paid a secretary’s wage. Someone suggested I start selling radio commercials, a much more lucrative field. So I did.

 

I am not a natural salesperson. The only way I got by was by writing all the commercials which sometimes ticked off my Production Department, but the client liked mine better than theirs.

 

That led to TV commercials, to a Vice Presidency in Marketing for Viacom TV and finally, to running my own ad agency.

 

Guess why? Because I can write. And that was my childhood dream. But Shanty Gold is the culmination of every dream I ever had.

 

What did you dream of becoming when you were a little boy/girl? Please let me know.

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jeanne charters Jeanne Charters writes about the business of living your life to the fullest. Over the years through her magazine columns, books and blog posts, she has sought to help other women face life's challenges through humor, strength and perseverance.

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