I often catch myself making the same assumption, day after day. Each day I face a whole new set of difficulties, from the moment I rise out of bed until the second I return. As a high school student who is attempting to manage a part time job, there is little time left for any amusement in my life. The average day consists almost entirely of activities I would rather not participate in. From completing my homework assignment to scrubbing the floors of the second-rate fast food joint that employed me, I am constantly thinking of a thousand things I’d rather be doing. To surpass this, I simply tell myself the same thing, over and over. It will be over soon. Soon enough, I’ll be done here, and I’ll be able to move on with my day. Sure, it is inevitable
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However, peak of my young innocence was quite possibly the most strenuous time for my parents. There is an image of me, preparing to attend my first day of preschool. My expression is blank and childish; it is clear that I have no idea what is ahead of me. School, now, is the single most important aspect of my life. This photograph represents the beginning of my school career, and it was the emerge of the better half. School is meant to challenge you at any age, however I often find myself longing to return to the days when singing and coloring were common activities. What sticks out to me the most in this image is how disparate my father looks in this image compared to how he looks today. He appears young, eager and proud. On this day, he was feeling this way for several reasons. For, he had just landed the job that would start his career. With this job he had no doubt he’d be able to support our family for the decades to come. Returning to myself, a young child who didn’t even understand the milestone I had just reached in my life, I had no idea what my father did to get there. I had even less of an idea that it was all for me. I was naturally happy and curious, excited to learn and entirely unaware of the stresses and dangers of the outside world. Recalling this time from a more mature point of view, the world appears entirely different. My parents were constantly struggling with the stress of
However, peak of my young innocence was quite possibly the most strenuous time for my parents. There is an image of me, preparing to attend my first day of preschool. My expression is blank and childish; it is clear that I have no idea what is ahead of me. School, now, is the single most important aspect of my life. This photograph represents the beginning of my school career, and it was the emerge of the better half. School is meant to challenge you at any age, however I often find myself longing to return to the days when singing and coloring were common activities. What sticks out to me the most in this image is how disparate my father looks in this image compared to how he looks today. He appears young, eager and proud. On this day, he was feeling this way for several reasons. For, he had just landed the job that would start his career. With this job he had no doubt he’d be able to support our family for the decades to come. Returning to myself, a young child who didn’t even understand the milestone I had just reached in my life, I had no idea what my father did to get there. I had even less of an idea that it was all for me. I was naturally happy and curious, excited to learn and entirely unaware of the stresses and dangers of the outside world. Recalling this time from a more mature point of view, the world appears entirely different. My parents were constantly struggling with the stress of