So, I’ve been kinda following along with the Post-A-Day challenges WordPress set up for this year’s brave bloggers. As any of you that have been following me know, I attempted the Post-A-Day challenge.
I knew that it wouldn’t work out.
But I’ve been trying to follow some of the topic posts that have been popping up on my Twitter feed. Some of them are just absurd to me, like today’s topic of teleportation. I guess that is what keeps bloggers interested in keeping up with the challenge, but I would just feel really awkward about writing about that. Then again, this blog has nothing to do with that sort of nonsense. What I really want to write about is the dream job.
I could really write about anything for this. If you have gathered any sort of insight on my person, it is obvious that I’d love to be a writer. I want to work with words and sit and type out glorious stories with heroines and the struggle to tough it out with everyday problems, as well as those that seem impossible. I still do not know if I will even be able to become an author, for I obviously am a writer. Anyone can be a Writer, as long as they have the will to continue doing what they love. An author, and yet even further a successful author, is quite a different species altogether.
I also am striving to be a teacher. I am currently debating between French and English. French, because I love the language and culture and want to try to perfect my view of the entirety of French as much as I possibly can. And English, because I adore reading and love writing and would love to share all that I hope for and learn with eager, as well as not-so-eager children.
But then to the topic of the dream job. If I were to be completely selfish, I would wish to be a best selling author, similar to that of the wonderful J.K. Rowling. But in all honesty, my dream job would be something dealing with community service.
I would love to spend five to ten years in Africa, working with the children there and talking with the people. I would love to help in Latin America, or Europe, or Asia, or anywhere else where I could learn about other cultures while helping others.
I do not think that will be possible with the career I am trying to achieve, but there are many ways I can hope to affect those who are working in my place with those dream jobs. I have the uttermost deepest and strongest respect for those compassionate and understanding individuals.
So that, my dear readers, would be my ultimate dream job.