Barbie is a dreamer
Barbie is a believer
Barbie, I beg you to have this conversation.
At six, children dream, their minds a canvas bright,
Playing dentist, doctor, their futures in sight.
Monkey see, monkey do, they mimic what's near,
But where are the trucks, the rigs, the gears?
By twelve, aspirations form, high school drawing near,
But trucking remains absent, its call unclear.
At sixteen, paths are laid, dreams taking shape,
But truck driving, overlooked, its role, its landscape.
Let's pause, let's reflect, on this narrow view,
Transportation, essential, yet hidden from view.
Trucking, it beckons, with its freedom, its thrill,
A career of adventure, waiting to in still.
At eighteen, doors linger open, for those who dare,
To embrace the road, the journey, to care.
If only we'd introduced, from their earliest play,
The joy of driving, of hauling, of paving the way.
Barbie, with her charm, in her world so bright,
Let's expand her horizons, let's shine the light.
Truck Driver Barbie, in her pink-painted rig,
Inspiring a generation, to drive big.
Let's broaden childhood play, let's diversify,
Let's empower all dreams to reach for the sky.
For in trucking, in transportation's embrace,
Lies a world of opportunity, a boundless space.
Mattel Canada Would you consider putting a Truck Driver Barbie in your line up for next year?
Good read! 🚀