While working on a tedious group project
for government class, my friends and I sidetracked to talk
about college majors. Out of us five, three wanted to major
in biochemistry and go into medicine. Another wanted more
than anything to become a fashion designer, but gave that
idea up for the more stable field of architecture. I, of
course, was left out of the whole deal. English? Please. I
received four blank, unbelieving stares.
Then the other day, I asked another girl
her plans for the future, interested in only the internal
compromise, expecting the same old same old. That was when I
received a pleasant shock; she wanted to go into fashion,
study in New York, no mention of medicine, law, business, or
Those, by the way, are the Big Four:
fields that everyone falls into, fields that are the most
lucrative. Of course, the fact that a lot of people want to
go into biochemistry was not a surprise. Medical science is
probably the most stable path, guaranteeing the most stable
future. No risks, no hardships, just a six-digit salary. But
the surprise was when I asked the same people what they
wanted to do if all pay was equal; I got the most
imaginative answers, answers that suited each personís
personality. One girl even wanted to be a pilot!
Iím not a complete advocate of learning
for learningís sake and I understand that practicality is
reality, but there is a line between compromise and sheer
force. Loving literature and going into communications is
one thing, loving graphic design and going into medicine is
Itís the saddest when people with obvious
talent give up their dreams. A friend has loved art his
whole life, but is going into business to avoid the
Ďstarving-artistí symptom. Another has a talent in music,
but is clouded by the prestige of medicine. These cases are
the saddest because they destroy potential. What really
couldíve been is never known.
At the end of the day, money really isnít
everything. I admire the girl who dared to go into fashion.
She dared to face a challenge and enjoy the journey as well
as the destination.
A teacher told me once that we spend a
third of our lives at work. Wouldnít it be a waste if we
chose a career we didnít like?