400 Words


Work

Things I Wanted to Be

by Katherine—Age 29—New York City
The embarrassing, complete list:
Kindergarten:
Great artist. Great philosopher. Write treatises about things. Composer (later realized do not comprehend music)
Second grade:
Scientist, like Louis Pasteur or Marie Curie (classroom had book nook with career series); Margaret Mead (did not totally understand what she’d done, but liked her style as represented in book-nook career books); […]

Work

Last year, I wrote two takes of my own on work for the ‘work’ issue. I’ll post them here on consecutive days. —ed.

by Katherine—Age 28—New York City
Like most Americans, I wanted to get rich quick. This was around age eight or nine; I bursted with schemes, like starting a henhouse in our suburban backyard and […]

Flux

by Erin—Age 30—Saskatoon, Canada
Each day is quite different from the last. I am a mother. I am a grad student. My work, however, can scarcely be summed by such labels.
When I was five, my parents decided to go to grad school. In the five years that followed I was very much on my own, save […]

Easy

by Holly—Age 42—Killingly, CT
I leave my quiet home on the lake and arrive at work every weekday at 11:00 am. Standing behind the register of our family restaurant, I take in its familiar sights and sounds.
A three-year-old throws a tantrum when his pregnant tattooed mother takes away the salt shaker he was busy sucking on. […]