“You must be a doctor!” is a sentence that lingered around my ear for a good part of my life. As though I was being brainwashed to be what they, my over controlling parents wanted me to be. Respect and reputation plays a huge role in our society, as a result many kids are coerced by their parents into living a lifestyle that their parents choose for them.
My sister is living the life of a dentist, why? Because she wanted to aid people in enabling healthier teeth? No, in fact it is due to the respect doctors have in our present world. She called me up one day and illustrated her torturous life of waking up every single day at six before the sun rise. The fifty minute drives through the bustling streets of Dallas five days a week, 260 days a year. How much it tortured her to be a dentist, and she finally realized that this is not the life she wants to endure. Drilling holes in teeth is not quite the high point of her life. My parents had been drilling her to go into some field of medical just so they can brag to their affluent friends how successful their daughter has become. Crying she explained to me the boring and repetitive life she is forced to live because she just wanted to make her parents happy.
My friend John, a great basketball player, recently quit his assured spot on the varsity team because he got tired of his parents coercing him into a sport he doesn’t have a passion for. John Smith, six feet, three inches, 180 pounds, and a very dominant forward, had been playing basketball ever since he could remember to crawl. His parents taught him basketball before they taught him how to walk. He played in every league possible; he was always on the best tournament teams as well. Making it to nationals was a yearly routine for his team, which was lead by his leadership skills on the court. Did he do all of this because of true love for basketball? That’s what he had thought because he had been doing it for more than fifteen years. One day it finally...