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By Vic Clevenger

Dreams of Childhood


Last updated 10/7/2017 at 6:37am | View PDF

When you’re a kid you have dreams, aspirations and they seem as achievable as devouring your favorite candy bar. It didn’t matter that this was the 1970’s, you were going to grow up to be a cowboy (insert Kid Rock’s Cowboy or Toby Keith’s I should have been a cowboy songs) riding your horse chasing outlaws and those pesky Indians. Perhaps you had dreams of riding around on big red trucks on your way to fight a three alarm fire. Did you dream of being a policeman or something else courageous? As for me, I wanted to be a cowboy as captured in many early photos. Then off to be a racecar driver. I would have made it to the NASCAR circuit I have no doubts. There was that brief stint of wanting to be a wrestler but I was always drawn back to being a cowboy or a racecar driver.

One thing I noticed while pondering the dreams of childhood is there was no fear of the achievement. There was nothing saying, “You can’t.” Imagine a child of the 60’s & 70’s growing up to ride into town on his horse. It’s a pretty funny picture but not to a seven-year-old. Something changes as we get older. We begin to hear those words which put limitations on our dreams and place roadblocks on our aspirations. The worst part is we begin to believe what we hear and those roadblocks become insurmountable. The dreams die slowly becoming stories we tell our kids.

Sometimes those dreams die because they just don’t make sense like being a cowboy chasing outlaws. Other times they give way to true dreams of what you want to be when you grow up. I’ve heard several people tell me they have always dreamed of being a teacher, a policeman or a fireman. Others have told me it wasn’t until they became adults before they realized what they wanted to do. For me, I am a mixture of both. I knew I wanted to entertain, I just didn’t know how I was going to accomplish this or what form it would look like. One thing I did know was I could not sing or play a guitar. So American Idol and the Voice are safe.

Sometimes you really do have to grow up to realize what you are going to be when you grow up. It’s the resolve of adulthood that allows you to withstand the barrage of naysayers and figure out how to get around the roadblocks in your way. Sadly, though many don’t. They succumb to the pressures. Again, for me I think I have figured it out. With years of being in front of different audiences in different situations I have come to the realization that I am both an Entertainer and an Educator. That’s right, you read it correctly.

Childhood dreams didn’t see the roadblocks nor hear the naysayers, so they dreamed. As an adult it is our job to silence the naysayers by doing what we have the gifts to do. This is accomplished simply by pressing on. It isn’t easy. Of course, neither was moving that pile of dirt with my Tonka truck, but I moved it. So, I’ll write more stories designed to make audiences laugh and speeches developed to encourage people. Perhaps you’re sitting there and reading this saying, “You can’t.”

“LaLaLaLaLa, I can’t hear you.”


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