It is extremely easy to want a lot of things. Growing up I wanted everything, nice clothes, a nice house, but of course in life you will not get exactly what you want unless you work for it. I did not grow up in a wealthy environment, but it was still good living. However, I wanted more, I wanted nice things and a big backyard and I knew I had to work hard for it.
I had my first job at sixteen serving coffee and I have had a job ever since. Because I had a job I was able to get myself some nice things and even saved up enough to buy the 1997 jeep wrangler I am still currently driving. After I graduated high school I was enrolled to attend a university that was located two hours away from my parents home. I was excited to start school and begin my life journey.
College was not mentioned much in my family, and neither of my parents had attended. I have five siblings, two older brothers, two older sisters and one younger sister. A few of them graduated high school and none had attended college. Since I want so much, I knew that I had to go to college and get some type of education for a good paying career. When I got into college and told my family they were overwhelmed with joy and so was I.
I was always into art and computer art. When I started school I took many graphic design classes because eventually I wanted to be a graphic designer. I had so much fun in my classes creating pictures, paintings, sculptures and so much more. During my sophomore year I took a typography class and the biggest assignments was to teach our class how to use a certain tool in photo shop. At first I was nervous because I am not the best public speaker, but when my turn came suddenly I was excited to show the class tricks I had taught myself in photo shop. I presented to the class how to download painting stamps that they could use for their computer art. No one knew this trick and everyone was thrilled with my teaching. Seeing all the students so interested in what I was saying and seeing them do exactly what I had taught them later in the quarter was one of the best feelings. After that experience I knew I wanted to be a teacher.
Because I had changed my intended career choice I had to start taking a few different classes. I kept at my art classes because I want to teach visual arts. At that time the school I was attending no longer offered a visual art endorsement for students who wanted to teach art. I was devastated, because I knew I would have to attend another school that did. I was not happy that I had to leave but I did anyways because I knew that I wanted to be a teacher and nothing else. When I transferred it did set me back from my intended graduation date, but for the good.
I am still in the process of earning my teaching degree and in the end I know it will be worth it. The day I decided to go to college was the best decision of life. I won’t have the high paying job I intended for to pay for all the nice things, but I will eventually have a job I love and that is the main nice thing I want. My dream job.