As a child, imagining what you were going to be when you grew up was probably the coolest thing you could think of. You wanted to be the next president or the next person to walk on the moon or even a schoolteacher. The possibilities were endless! Of course every child picked something they though was outstanding and they never knew how much time and dedication it would take to become those things. They simply picked that career because that’s what they wanted to be.
I was one of the kids who flip-flopped through possible jobs based on what I was interested in that year. By the age of twelve I had gone from wanting to be a veterinarian to a teacher to the next Mia Hamm and finally stuck with wanting to be just like my mom. She was a successful lawyer and I knew in that very moment I wanted to be one too. …show more content…
Regardless of how she felt, she always told my brother and I that no matter what we wanted to do with our lives, we had to promise we would work as hard as we could to achieve our dreams and be the best that we could be. Giving up or quitting was not an option because that meant breaking the very promise that was the foundation to our family. …show more content…
Every time I tried to explain myself to my mom, she wouldn’t even listen. She would then go on to give this huge long speech about how we aren’t people who just give up because things are hard. Every speech she gave me, I would instantly get upset and accuse her of not caring about how I felt. I hated getting these lectures from her and no matter what happened in my life, I felt like she was always giving them to
I was one of the kids who flip-flopped through possible jobs based on what I was interested in that year. By the age of twelve I had gone from wanting to be a veterinarian to a teacher to the next Mia Hamm and finally stuck with wanting to be just like my mom. She was a successful lawyer and I knew in that very moment I wanted to be one too. …show more content…
Regardless of how she felt, she always told my brother and I that no matter what we wanted to do with our lives, we had to promise we would work as hard as we could to achieve our dreams and be the best that we could be. Giving up or quitting was not an option because that meant breaking the very promise that was the foundation to our family. …show more content…
Every time I tried to explain myself to my mom, she wouldn’t even listen. She would then go on to give this huge long speech about how we aren’t people who just give up because things are hard. Every speech she gave me, I would instantly get upset and accuse her of not caring about how I felt. I hated getting these lectures from her and no matter what happened in my life, I felt like she was always giving them to