The future...
2007-08-26 @ 18:20:59
As a small girl I wanted to become a nun in the future. Then when my grandma talked me about her work as a nurse and I wanted to be one. When she told me that doctors are paid more I wanted to be a pediatrician – work with small children I like so much.
Weird, but a few years later started the first crisis in health service. The doctors in Poland started to strike. Then I didn’t want to be a doctor any more.
Thirteen years old young girl, namely Patricia had her first English lesson. And since then she decided she wanted to study English and become an English Scholar. I thought it would be perfect at that moment in my life. I thought that – Yes! That’s what I want to do for the rest of my life!
Now I’m seventeen and I don’t know what to do with myself anymore. I like English, yes. Even love it in some way. I could graduate and then what? Teaching? No, no no… It’s really not a good idea. I don’t like teaching. It requires patience and I have no such thing in me. I’m sure I would strangle every child who’s not trying hard enough in my lessons.
So… what I am to do? There are so many possibilities that it makes my head spin. How do I know that the way I choose is THAT way, the perfect future for me? Oh, but I don’t expect perfection, of course. Just a quiet life with beautiful surroundings and equally wonderful people.
Kisses for all of you. I’m sure I have enough for everyone ;^)
Weird, but a few years later started the first crisis in health service. The doctors in Poland started to strike. Then I didn’t want to be a doctor any more.
Thirteen years old young girl, namely Patricia had her first English lesson. And since then she decided she wanted to study English and become an English Scholar. I thought it would be perfect at that moment in my life. I thought that – Yes! That’s what I want to do for the rest of my life!
Now I’m seventeen and I don’t know what to do with myself anymore. I like English, yes. Even love it in some way. I could graduate and then what? Teaching? No, no no… It’s really not a good idea. I don’t like teaching. It requires patience and I have no such thing in me. I’m sure I would strangle every child who’s not trying hard enough in my lessons.
So… what I am to do? There are so many possibilities that it makes my head spin. How do I know that the way I choose is THAT way, the perfect future for me? Oh, but I don’t expect perfection, of course. Just a quiet life with beautiful surroundings and equally wonderful people.
Kisses for all of you. I’m sure I have enough for everyone ;^)