Monday, October 6, 2008


A hobby is something a person does for enjoyment and can range from collecting bugs to racing race cars and anything in between. What may be a hobby to one person may be a job or career for another. Hobbies can change, and people can have many hobbies without being solely dedicated to just one. I myself have many hobbies, (besides writing romance). I like to sew, knit, crochet, garden, read (romance novels), NASCAR, antiques, wood crafts, and volunteering in the community besides several other things. Here’s a picture of my antique stove in my dining room.

Hobbies have been as long as man. Many of the discoveries in our world actually came from someone with a dedicated hobby. Space findings, medicines, sports, games, plants, recipes, appliances, vehicles, occupations, the list goes on and on.

When I was growing up a friend of my father built replica train depots. He’d traveled across the United States and spend days measuring a station, then go home and build it to scale for display in his basement. He said he’d been doing it since he was a small boy.

Hobbies have been on my mind this week because I read fewer and fewer children truly have hobbies anymore. The article said video games have taken over where model cars kits, kite flying, card collecting, and various other hobby type entertainments used to flourish. The average age of a person taking up their first ‘hobby’ is in their thirties. The article made me sad. Where are the new innovations going to come from? What happen to the young scientist in the basement? Or the future fashion model sewing clothes for Barbie?

As a child, one of my favorite hobbies was writing. Every once in awhile my mother will show me another story, book, or poem I’d written years ago, and ironically, she’d saved. What about you? What was your favorite hobby growing up? And are you still involved in it?


Paty Jager said...

Ahh, hobbies... As a child, I read, read, read. Drew and painted pictures, crocheted, made Barbie houses from cardboard boxes then furnished the houses with furniture rugs, and curtains all made from scrapes of wood and fabric. And I wrote plays for our stuffed animals to act out.

It's sad to think children now a days don't have that imagination and ingenuity.

Fun post!

Lauri said...

Oh, Paty, your post reminded me of those cardboard Barbie houses! Lord, I must have made a hundred of them, completely furnished! Our basement was a village! Thanks for the memory!