I remember back in my young age, whenever I'm asked "what do you want to be in the future?" I would simply reply with_ I want to be a doctor just like my father even though at the time I am sure I fully understood what it means to be a doctor or the efforts and sacrifices it takes to become one. Yet I wanted to be a doctor as a very little kid.
When I left primary school and got into junior secondary school. At the beginning, my thoughts of becoming a doctor were still intact. I dreamt so many times that I have one day finally become a doctor like my father. Putting on that white coat, wearing my stethoscope around my neck, checking and writing prescriptions to patients, giving the sick injections. And that is all I knew then.
My thoughts didn't take me farther to seeing other duties of a doctor like, performing operations and getting stained messy with human blood, higher grade and dedication in school and studies, what out and feeling the pain of the sick and the courage to face the failures when a patient dies. I never thought of all those things till I reached secondary school.
You might have guessed, yes, my opinions begin to change. Actually my opinions changed with the help if other external and inter factors.
First of all, my dad didn't think I was going to do well if I take up the path of being a doctor, he actually did his best in showing me that I am not good in maths and science classes or medical students must be good in maths. And honestly he was not wrong, I sucked at maths and I hated it. So I agreed with him straight ahead because I still hate maths.
When I got into Class 3 (Jss 3), I wanted to be an architect or an artist because I was the best in my class in creative arts until Elijah came. And Elijah was a good artist but I still believed I was better when it comes to creative drawing. We argued on who's better everyday. Haha...I miss that fella.
So time moved on and i reached senior secondary school where every take the first step into choosing a career for himself. Part of me wants to be an Architect or an artist and another part wants to be a scientist. I was so dull. I wasn't sure if I want to be in Art or Science class. I chose to stay in science classes at first but my teacher disagree because I had bad grades in mathematics. So sad.
So with all the ups and downs and after careful thought and random decision I fell into Commercial class without even knowing fully where I was heading, but I knew commercial students got to work at a bank or big organizations and that felt good enough for me. And then the struggles began.
You see all of us at some point in time there's a moment where we all had a dream to be something else than what we are today. Most of us never dreamt of becoming the person we are today. It happens that we are made to be this way and not what we wanted.
So whatever our dream and whatever we planned and hoped to achieve, we only achieve it because it was meant for us but if it's not we can never have it, no matter how we try. You don't have full control, you only have part of it, but you can always do what you love. That is life.