When I Grow Up by Maggie
Maggieof Stuart's entry into Varsity Tutor's June 2017 scholarship contest
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When I Grow Up by Maggie - June 2017 Scholarship Essay
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” This is a question I have been asked a countless number of times. Each time, I’ve said various things; over the years, I have wanted to be a nurse, archaeologist, veterinarian, and restaurant owner. My favorite dream of all, which I have indeed had since I was a six-year-old with wild blonde hair and scratched knees, is the one where I own and operate a business. I would like to become a CEO and/or President of a large corporation or organization. I have always loved the thought of being a boss lady. I may have explored different careers, but I know this is the one for me.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved animals. I live on a farm, so it would only make sense. I thought a good route would be to become a veterinarian. However, as time has gone on, I have become more sensitive to gory situations such as surgeries and I can’t bear the loss of a life. I would love to help animals, but those two problems are what made me shy away from a veterinary and nurse path.
The next strikeout happened as I learned more about radioactive dating and the rarity of actually finding dinosaur fossils. I went from a wide-eyed dreamer to a realist in the face of science and reality. I don’t mind a risk, but when the fun is sucked out of anything, it’s over. That’s exactly what happened in my quest to be a restaurant owner and operator as well. I loved, and still love, to cook but the stresses of much larger and money-involved executions was too much for me. Checks on a list, yet they all pushed me to my final choice to be a boss woman.
The day I realized what I wanted was the day my dreams were put into motion. I realized what was truly important to me. I have been working hard every day to achieve these dream that I’ve carried with me since childhood, but only just recognized. This is me now, trying to make my 6-year-old self proud. It’s not only the destination, but the journey – something I know quite well.
