Dreams are free- very very free. I was watching African voices over the weekend and I ended up laughing when Khadija Alami – A Morrocan Film Maker’s story came up. Its was refreshing to listen to her honesty. The interviewer asked her what she wanted to be growing up and she said “a truck driver and a ballerina” – both at the same time. It was funny because as a child it was obvious her mind was very active.
It’s amazing when we realise that children are so much more imaginative than adults at times – and they just let their imaginations wander. I have a cousin who wanted to be a Janitor when he was 5 because the janitor in his school was so kind to all the kids. And he went around saying he wanted to be a Janitor – of course his mother in typical Nigerian fashion really thought his older sisters put him up to it and they were trying to work her up.
Growing up I wanted to be a Doctor (Not sure where this came from) – maybe because my dad is a pharmacist, but I sha wanted to be a doctor. I also wanted to be a flight attendant – Yes oh yes, and I wanted to own a school. Of all these dreams – only one is currently valid. I didn’t stand a chance at Chemistry in College and by my sophmore year I realised I was wasting my potential and jejely went to study applied math and stats. At about 26 I got the chance to interview with Emirates but backed out after passing the initial screening when i found out it would involve taking a 70% pay cut at the time. I then tried to apply for a job with the US embassy – they have a job that involves carrying classified material to and from different locations – think business class and four star hotels at a minimum ( the Job was one high title like that, but it paid only slightly more than flight attendant). I submitted my CV through a quasi mentor and they rejected it for that position but wanted to employ me to run a provisional reconstruction team – real similar to my job at the time 75% of my pay – i refused oh. They stunted my travel ambition.
I somehow believed i could be a school owner, flight attendant and Doctor all at the same time. Only one of my childhood dreams is still valid. The school one. How and why? Could it be that dreams sometimes manifest into one of our purposes?
What were your childhood dreams? Are they still valid? Have they meta-morphed into adult purpose or careers?
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