Oh, puleez! As if a 9 year old knows much about being a prime minister. Either someone was putting this rot in his head from red diaper-hood or he’s a big fat liar.
When I was 9 or 10 I told my teacher I’d like to become President someday. But of the United States. Not Indonesia or Kenya.
He hasn't learned anything since then either!
“Either someone was putting this rot in his head from red diaper-hood or he’s a big fat liar.”
I’ll take “Big Fat Liar” for 500 Alex / bgill!
One thing he, or his mama, didn't know was that Indonesia abolished the Constitutional office of Prime Minister in 1966 (when he was 5). In practice the office had not existed since 1959.
(Me. I'd like to be the Dolphin of France)
I suspect he actually expressed a desire to be President, which had job security - The first lasted 23 years before he was deposed, the second would last 30.
But there was that tricky requirement of having to be an Indonesian citizen from birth.
Not so outrageous per my own experience. When a child in third grade, about 7 years old, in a parochial school, 4grades to a room, the teacher put a list of occupations on the black board and asked us, about 12 students, what we wanted to be when we we grew up. All the others made their choice. The teacher asked me why I didn’t choose and I told her because my occupation wasn’t given. She seemed a bit taken back as I recall but asked what my occupation choice was. I with child’s brashness said President of the USA. She added that to the list. Now the irony of that incident is that later on I learned that because my parents being immigrants and not naturalized neither my brother,(killed on Okinawa)or I a WWII vet were eligible for POTUSA. Somewhere along time that was changed by others for Obama to be POTUSA.
Not so outrageous per my own experience. When a child in third grade, about 7 years old, in a parochial school, 4grades to a room, the teacher put a list of occupations on the black board and asked us, about 12 students, what we wanted to be when we we grew up. All the others made their choice. The teacher asked me why I didn’t choose and I told her because my occupation wasn’t given. She seemed a bit taken back as I recall but asked what my occupation choice was. I with child’s brashness said President of the USA. She added that to the list. Now the irony of that incident is that later on I learned that because my parents being immigrants and not naturalized neither my brother,(killed on Okinawa)or I a WWII vet were eligible for POTUSA. Somewhere along time that was changed by others for Obama to be POTUSA.