“Give me a child until he is seven and I will give you the man,”
This Jesuit quotation by Francis Xavier, formed the basis of the documentary “Seven up!” .
First recorded in 1964 it follows the lives of a group of fourteen seven year olds from various different backgrounds. Every seven years as many of the group as possible are interviewed again to see how their lives have progressed. The next one “56 Up” is due to be filmed in 2011/2012.
I remember seeing this programme on the television a few years ago and found it really interesting. It has been on my mind again because my littlest love has recently turned seven. Wow – my baby boy, in Year Two now, how time files.
I wonder what life will hold in store for him? He is a sunny little chap, with not one, but four wobbly teeth just waiting for the Tooth Fairy to swoop down and work her magic! He is very independant, strong willed and yet I can see the influence his brother and sister have had on him. He has just started playing football on a Saturday for a local team (wanting to emulate big brother), and says that when he grows up he wants to be a “pianoist”.
“You mean pianist darling”, I say
“Don’t kid me Mum, it’s definitely pianoist!”
Did I mention willfull?
His sister has taught him the basics on the piano and he can now play “When the Saints Go Marching In”, with two hands, and the intro of “I’ve Got A Feeling”, by the Black Eyed Peas!
It makes me wonder if he would have always had these interests or if he has definitely been influenced by his siblings? I guess I’ll never know. One thing that he also loves is Maths (he certainly doesn’t get that from me, as mentioned before Maths isn’t my strong point), and says that he would like to be a famous maths teacher. Why “famous” beats me.
It makes me smile.
I hope he gets to fullfill his ambitions as he gets older, and I wonder if they’ll change again along the way?
Age about seven I remember wanting to be a mermaid (ironic as I didn’t learn to swim until I was about eleven, maybe that had something to do with it). I remember always being fascinated by the notion of a creature that was half woman, half fish, sitting on a rock, combing long wavy hair, and they often used to feature in my drawings as a child. Oddly enough I never became a mermaid…
Can you remember your seven year old self, what were your ambitions?