Daily NhanSense: Every day, I will blog about something that comes to mind. My goal is to practice writing about my hobbies, my interests, my opinions and so forth.
Day 22’s Topic: Dreams.
Do you happen to remember that one particular question we’re all asked as children?
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
It’s such a novel question when you think about it. What do people, especially adults, hope to expect from a kid who barely knows that there is more to life than lunch and recess at school?
And let’s be real here. Every kid changes their mind at least 10,000,000+ times before they even have an inkling of what they want to do with their lives.
But I digress.
I remember a lot of my random answers as a child.
Firefighter. That’s a laugh. Even when I was younger, I wasn’t a very strong kid.
Be a doctor! My parents would tell me. Yeah, but I didn’t want to be one.
Be an engineer! “They make good money,” they would tell me. But math fell out of favor for me after the third grade. Not to mention, it’s safe to say that I don’t want to risk people’s lives with the bridges I design or anything like that. Cough. Cough.
Hey, the in-class simulations on the computer told me so!
Welp. That’s life in a nutshell. I think it’s odd how we are expected to lock in an answer so young and then expect ourselves to make that certain dream, that one particular nugget always looming in our imaginations, a reality at some point.
Sure, ideally, if someone had the destiny of being the greatest cardboard box designer in the world. By golly, that person should not let that potential go to waste.
Or so one would think.