It took me years to figure out what I wanted to be when I grow up. Truth be told I still don 't know, and don 't ever plan too. Mostly because I cannot imagine becoming a true adult. I’d have to do adult things like return a sweater I didn 't like or gardening. Gardening! I’d have to spend hours upon hours toiling in fields for plants that won’t live to see spring! Or cooking, forbid it that I should ever enjoy cooking. Half the time I mess up boiling water, and make macaroni solely from a microwave. I 'm still be afraid of librarians and speaking to strangers. I intend to use Mickey Mouse band-aids, color with crayons and eat lucky charms until the day I 'm cold in my grave. I could never be a good adult.
Thus, it 's easy to see how
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It is then I wonder how I even ended up in a job that requires one to be compassionate and charismatic all the time. Those days when you can’t seem to pull yourself out of a funk I remember. I remember the little blonde head of a stubborn, talkative child. She never seems older than five and she is always, always clutching a tiny Snow White doll. She has incandescently blue eyes and she smiles regardless of what has happened. The kind of kid who can’t seem to shut up and is friends with everyone. However, she flips the sounds of her letters. She doesn’t mind and it’s kind of cute. It makes her name turn from “Kelsey” to “Telsee.”
I remember the day she was more scared than she had ever been in her entire life.
I remember the long hallway that seemed to lead to nowhere deep within the recesses of a high school in a now long forgotten building. How her tiny hands clutched to the doll as if it would save her from whatever creature was on the other side of the door. I remember the panic she felt at being alone with an adult she had never met. She dreamt up villains and monsters each more unlikely than the last, all of whom had horns, and fangs, and terrified children everywhere. Without even the solace of her mother, the girl marched on and her stubborn smile faded into a grimace as neared the door.
Yet, I
What do you want to be when you grow up? A question that is always asked to a young child or young adult. You never truly know until you grow up and experience life for yourself. You live your life in search of what you like or don’t like; what you believe in or don’t believe in. Growing up and finding your way is something all children experience, but what if your way of life is already planned out for you? What if you have no decision over your future? This life burden is evident throughout the novel Bless me, Ultima by Rudolfo Anaya, the main character Antonio Marez did not have the ability to search for what he wanted to do in life. Antonio
Most people are all grown up when they finally figure out what they want to do with their life. I was 4. I realized what I wanted to be when I attended my very first Rodeo. Even though it was so long ago I can remember that day like it was yesturday. That day got me on the path to my future.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” is a common question asked in elementary schools to ingenuous children who have a glint in their eyes when they think about their futures. As students ascend higher and higher in their academic careers this inquiry will be posed to them less and less and eventually the innocence that marked their youth will be forever lost. Sadly, the process of growing up is a difficult endeavor as many struggle to shed off their youthful innocence and fully accept the responsibilities that come along with adulthood. No one captures this struggle quite like author J.D. Salinger in his book Catcher In The Rye, which depicts the journey of adolescent, Holden Caulfield as he grapples with the fact that he is no longer a child.
It can be hard to know what one wants to do when they’re older. There are certain things to consider, like a level of interest in the topic, how much information one would already know, how much that will be needed to know, and to take in if this is what one would want to do in their future life. I know for me when I have to think about future plans it can really worry me. I tend to get stressed out, scared, and wanting to avoid the topic entirely, even though in the back of my mind I know I need to stop running away with what I need to currently take care of. It’s a lot like in the tragedy play of Macbeth. There was so much pressure to always be something more. If a right hand man of the king
Have you ever wanted to say as a kid forever? Well, I did. When I was younger, I always tell myself that I want to become a professional makeup artist and wanted to hurry up and leave school so I can live my dream. But, now to think about it, I want to slow things down and enjoy life.
Throughout my life, one question has plagued me during icebreakers, uncomfortable family gatherings, and standardized tests: what do you want to be when you grow up? I went through the standard set of responses as I grew up (ballerina, Rockstar, astronaut, Godzilla, etc.), but when I finally got to the age when what I answered actually mattered, I found that I really had no idea. I antagonized over the question, trying to work my way backward: What did that question even mean? Was it just to find a job or a career, something that paid the bills, or something that truly made me happy? For much longer than probably advisable, I put off answering The Question. Thankfully, the universe felt generous enough to drop some pretty obvious hints my way.
Growing up, I was never really sure what to tell people when they asked what I wanted to do when I was older. Over the years I flip-flopped between a laundry list of possible professions: veterinarian, nurse, EMT, cosmetologist, and many more short-lived dreams. As I grew and learned from my life experiences, I realized
It wasn't until just recent I realized that I wanted to be a trainer. It wasn't until now that I hit the wall, Growing up I had dreams just like any other kid, I wanted to be a lawyer, because
I had never experienced such a spontaneously emotional response to anything or anyone in my life, but she was different. She was living my worst childhood nightmare. That woman
When I was in high school, I had no clue what I wanted to be when I grow up. My parents encouraged me to look at being a doctor or engineer but I wasn’t too sure. I knew two things for sure at this young age; that I loved sports, especially football, and interacting with people. It was not until my sophomore year that I found what I am passionate about even though it came at one of the saddest time in my life.
I can conclude that even though I have some of my life planned out that things will change. Like I said earlier I am only in highschool , I don’t have to know who i am yet or what I am going to be. These are just questions I don’t have the answers to yet and I might not get them for a long time . Therefore I can say whatever I want right now about my goals and personal strengths and challenges but most of it will
It took me years to figure out what I wanted to be when I grow up. Honestly, I still don 't know and don 't ever plan to. Mostly because I cannot imagine becoming a true adult. I’d have to do adult things like returning a sweater I didn 't like or gardening. Gardening: to spend hours upon hours toiling in fields for plants that won’t live to see spring! Or worse imagine me cooking, forbid it that I should ever enjoy cooking! Half the time I mess up boiling water and make macaroni only from a microwave. I 'm still afraid of librarians and speaking to strangers. I intend to use Mickey Mouse band-aids, color with crayons and eat Lucky Charms until the day I 'm cold in my grave. I could never be a good adult.
My mother (as any mother) would begin asking me questions about my plans after high school. “Do you have an idea on what job you are interested in”. "What college are you thinking about "? Before then, I didn’t know what I wanted to do. My mind was as blank as the paper I am writing on. Whenever I was with my dad, he would always tell me to find the job that you will enjoy doing every day. The only thing that came to mind that I could be is a teacher like my mother, a forensic scientist or detective, like the ones I saw on television every day after school. At that moment, I was still unsure on which one I should be, until I woke up finding out on social media that a close friend of mine has passed away and till this day whoever killed him is still out there. Ever since then I knew what I wanted to do, all I can see myself doing later in life: investing in a position in the law
What do I truly want to do in life? Who do I truly want to become? What legacy do I want to leave behind in this world? These are questions that I constantly ask myself to navigate my way through my journey in college. When I was a freshman in high school, my school held a career day bringing in a wide variety of speakers from different careers such as an engineer, religious leader, dentist, nutritionist, and even a body builder. Call me crazy, but because I loved doing math and just heard that an engineer was a good job, I thought that I wanted to be a computer engineer. Honestly, I never thought too much about what I wanted to do in life early on in high school. In a way, I was letting my life be defined by the people who I respected. This was because I was not listening to my inner self and exploring the wide variety of options that could help find the right career for me. At one point, like many kids throughout the world, I even dreamed of becoming a professional athlete playing basketball or football. However, as I progressed through high school, my aspirations in life naturally changed. Because I started taking a programming class, I thought that I may want to become a programmer. At the same time, I was also fascinated by learning about the human body in my anatomy class. To be quite honest, one of the reasons why I am currently majoring in Biology is because of the role models that have influenced my decision to pursue this path. Therefore, one of the things that I
Since childhood we are asked as children by adults what we want to do as a career. As children we give answers like doctors or teachers. As years go by and high school graduation looms some of those teenagaers still have the same careers in minds as they did as kids. While for many teenagers there dream career has changed many times. During college many of these teenagers pick majors that suit their interests and they know what they want to do for the rest of their lives. Then there are people that pick a major because they are interested in the field, but do not really know what they want to do with their degree, I am definitely one of those people.