My Future Career

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“My daughter’s going to be a doctor!” “No she isn’t, she’s going to be a lawyer. I can already see her going to Harvard Law School.” The opinions about the new born baby continue to fill the room as the baby tries to recognize the world. What is life? Many say there’s no real definition. Many say that love is life. My definition of life is that life is a race to become something or to achieve something. Most parents plan out the life of a baby before it’s even born. Mine did too. My parents had always planned out an ideal life for me ever since I was born. They had a dream of me becoming a cancer specialist so I can find cures to cancer. They wanted me to become some type of doctor because they wanted me to take a month out of my life every year and give free medication to those who can’t afford medications in other countries such as Africa, India, etc. They wanted me to go to Princeton University and get my degree from there. As the various stages of life passed by, I started realizing that I didn’t like science very much. Science didn’t like me either. In fourth grade, I got a C in science. I improved a little bit in fifth grade and got a B in science. But Bs and Cs weren’t what I considered good grades. Science didn’t interest me. I never liked learning about matter, cells, elements, atoms, etc. There was a little trigger inside of me that made me sure that I didn’t want to become a doctor. I see my dad come home from work every day and he doesn’t have a smile on his face. I think to myself all the time that if I ever become a doctor, I won’t be happy. My heart won’t be in the job. Even if I do become a doctor, I won’t be a good one. My heart always tells me that after I retire, and I’m in a hospital bed all by myself, I’ll always wonder what if I had done something different with my life? I want to lay in my hospital bed not regretting what I did in my
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