I was born at a very young age into a family of explorers. I inherited a thirst for knowledge and new experiences from my parents, and they encouraged me to pursue this interest throughout my childhood. I am grateful that my curiosity was allowed to reach its full potential, which shaped who I am today.
My family spent many evenings watching documentaries together. Many of my weekends as a child were spent going on trips to museums in Houston. Every time we went on a vacation, my parents would take us to the best museums in the area. One of their policies that used to drive me crazy as a young and quite picky child (I to this day have no idea why I decided to be a vegetarian for 3 years, much to my parents’ chagrin) crazy--we were never allowed to eat at a restaurant that we had eaten at before while on …show more content…
He took me to science museums, talked to me about whatever scientific concept I wanted to learn about during long car rides, and always seemed to have a documentary playing on the TV. He loved to help me on science fair projects and talk to me about whatever newest gadget he had just picked up. He was to technology as a kid is to toys--only he didn’t have to beg his mom. He could buy them himself. He and I spent countless hours tinkering with gadgets new and old, learning how to use them and him explaining to me how they worked. I loved the shiny new gadgets because they were new and exciting to learn about. More importantly, though, the arrival of a new gadget meant that there was an old one that would be ready to be thrown out. And “thrown out” always meant passed down to me, where I could tinker to my heart’s content, showing very little regard for the possibility of destroying the device because my father always assured me that it didn’t matter and that if he didn’t give it to me, it would be in the trash. I will admit to having “bricked” a couple of devices throughout the years, but I learned fascinating things along the
My family spent many evenings watching documentaries together. Many of my weekends as a child were spent going on trips to museums in Houston. Every time we went on a vacation, my parents would take us to the best museums in the area. One of their policies that used to drive me crazy as a young and quite picky child (I to this day have no idea why I decided to be a vegetarian for 3 years, much to my parents’ chagrin) crazy--we were never allowed to eat at a restaurant that we had eaten at before while on …show more content…
He took me to science museums, talked to me about whatever scientific concept I wanted to learn about during long car rides, and always seemed to have a documentary playing on the TV. He loved to help me on science fair projects and talk to me about whatever newest gadget he had just picked up. He was to technology as a kid is to toys--only he didn’t have to beg his mom. He could buy them himself. He and I spent countless hours tinkering with gadgets new and old, learning how to use them and him explaining to me how they worked. I loved the shiny new gadgets because they were new and exciting to learn about. More importantly, though, the arrival of a new gadget meant that there was an old one that would be ready to be thrown out. And “thrown out” always meant passed down to me, where I could tinker to my heart’s content, showing very little regard for the possibility of destroying the device because my father always assured me that it didn’t matter and that if he didn’t give it to me, it would be in the trash. I will admit to having “bricked” a couple of devices throughout the years, but I learned fascinating things along the