I’ve been thinking a lot lately on the dreams I had when I was a child. When you’re a child, life is a care-free world, and you feel you could be and do anything your heart desires. As we get older, we realize what we always wanted to be isn’t the best fit or we simply find other interests. Which, there is nothing wrong with that. For my part, I feel like I gave up on my childhood dream too easily. Ever since I was in elementary school I wanted to be a news caster/reporter. I grew up watching the Spanish news on the Univision channel. Watching Maria Elena Salinas and Teresa Rodriguez conduct and deliver the daily news is a memory I always have when I think back about my earliest desires of wanting to be a reporter. Another famous figure is Jorge Ramos, who was also an influence to my childhood dream. I gave up this potential career in 8th grade during a project for my A.V.I.D class. The task was to interview a person in the field of career we were considering and I found out there was a lot of writing involved and that you needed to be a good writer. I usually didn’t do well on writing assignments (grade wise). That was it for me. I thought I wasn’t a good writer. Although, I enjoyed writing I felt it wasn’t my strongest suit. I was only fourteen years old and I gave up so easily. Now, that I’m older and with a Bachelor’s degree and working, I’m rethinking my career choices. The least I could do is take some introductory classes and see if this is really what I want. I’m not taking all of this lightly and I’m stuck in a trance but I at least have to give it a try for my sanity and to not have to live with all the doubts and “what if’s. Cheers to our childhood dreams. I don’t think it’s ever too late to be who you want to be. If it’s meant to be it’ll happen one way or another.
Writing this post has reminded me of the book, The Last Lecture By, Randy Pausch. I highly recommend reading it!