When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up? What are you now? Are the two connected?
When I received the Daily Prompt in my email this afternoon, it got me thinking. What did I want to be when I was 10 years old? I couldn’t remember. I was in 4th grade at that time and I didn’t really think about what I wanted to be until I was in high school. But then again, I had plans when I was a lot younger. I remember back when I was probably around 4 years of age, I always told my parents I want to become a doctor AND a teacher. When they asked how would I manage having two occupations at once, I eagerly told them: “Kapag Monday hanggang Friday, teacher ako. Magtuturo ako sa school. Tapos kapag Saturday saka Sunday, doctor naman ako.” (During Mondays to Fridays, I’ll be a teacher. I’ll be teaching in school. Then on Saturdays and Sundays, I’ll be a doctor.) And it doesn’t stop there. I wanted to have my own small primary school. And I wanted to have my own clinic. Told you I had plans! I thought of those two careers because I know it is possible to work in my self-owned institution.
But of course it never materialized. As I got older, I thought of other interesting careers such as Journalism/Media/Mass Communication, Architecture, and Engineering. I let go of the idea of getting into Journalism because I started to consider practicality. I know I wouldn’t earn as much if I took up Journalism and became an editor or a reporter. Architecture on the other hand was more challenging. I thought of setting up my own firm in the future. But then I didn’t want to have a drawing test during the entrance exam at the university so I had to let it go as well. (And I found out that it is thrice harder than what I decided to go for!) So I was left with Engineering. I wasn’t into Mechanics or Electrical or Structural. I was more like into Management. Thus, I made my way to Industrial Engineering or otherwise known as Management Engineering. They call it the Jack of All Trades in Engineering because we go through the basics of other Engineering courses. It was hard, I must admit. It was no piece of darn cake. But luckily, I was able to finish my course and earn my degree.
I know what I had planned when I was younger is indeed far off from what I had truly become. Sometimes, I still think that I would like to be a doctor as I still fascinated with medical stuff (I don’t really know if my interest in watching medical related TV series count..). But the thought of spending that amount of time studying and the years I have to endure before I get to become one just kicks me out of my dreams. I admire those people I know who decided to continue medicine. I just try to see my 4 year old self in them. Maybe in another lifetime, I’d become a doctor. Or a teacher, as I have realized lately that I can have the patience in teaching children. But that means I would have to be truly dedicated if I were to become a teacher.