When I was little, I went through phases of what
profession I wanted to be, what house I wanted to live in, and where I wanted
to live. For a long time, I wanted to be racecar driver. Hot wheels were the
one thing I always liked in my childhood days. I wanted to live right next door
to my parents because I was afraid I would never see them again and I had a
common theme to live in a huge mansion. I wanted a basketball court in my
house, a whole floor be made just for a playroom (Example
Picture) and secret slides that would take me all around my house. For the
most part, picking both the dream house and where I wanted to live mostly
remained constant, although I would change some details. For example, I might
want to live in a house in the same neighborhood, and I might possibly add a
swimming pool to the house. My dream job always changed. For a time I wanted to
be an astronaut, because the moon "looked cool". As my interest in
basketball increased, becoming a professional basketball player became a lot fonder
to me. These three examples all have excitement and danger in them.
As I got older, my mind started to switch the
reality button. None of the occupations said are realistically who I want to
be. I could have been a professional basketball player, astronaut or a
racecar driver, but that is not where my life has taken me. It definitely seems
so silly to have a floor in my house to look like sky zone, but at the time
that is what fascinated me. When I was little I wanted to do something that not
very many people got to do. It is amazing that I have learned something from my
childhood dreams. I learned that my American Dream is going to be something
that I see or hear and would immediately say, "Wow!”. I have learned the
basic things about life since my childhood dreams. Even though my dreams and
lifestyle have evolved over time, I know that I will always be a Christian. I
know his plan for me is glorious and I know that plan, whatever it may be, is
my American Dream.
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