“What do you want to do when you grow up?”
“I want to do homework,” said my four year old self.
Well, I wasn’t completely wrong. Sometimes I think of what I said as a curse because now, doing homework feels like my full time job. Most children at that age would probably say a policeman or a ballerina. However, the only thing circulating in my head was homework, thanks to my parents.
While sitting on the ground in our living room playing with my Princess dolls, I heard the front door open and close, and then the shuffling of shoes across the hall. As I set my toys on the ground