Not the Average Life

Not the Average Life

Jarred Andrulonis 11/12/08 Narrative #2 Not the Average Life A question that I have been asked ever since I can remember was, “what do you want to be when you grow up?” It’s a question people ask you before you can even tie your own shoe, but yet they’d like to know and think your answer at the time actually means something. To young and to uneducated you’d probably give an answer like an astronaut, doctor, or fireman. Now I’m 19 years old and going on my second semester of college. Many things have changed along the way, and some things haven’t changed a bit. “What are you going to school for? What is your major?” is what I’m constantly being asked. It’s the same question I have been asked since I had training wheels on my bike, except now it’s sort of upgraded for adult conversation. Finally, I can answer this question, well part of it anyways. I can tell them I’m going to school for engineering, and that it is my major. What I can’t tell them is what I’m going to be after college. Yes, I’ll be an engineer considering all goes well through school, but options are limitless with that degree. I could go into construction with an engineering degree, I wouldn’t be getting my hands dirty, but I could tell people I’m a construction worker. Building houses would be another option, again I wouldn’t be doing the labor, but I may be called a contractor. I may be in a huge factory inspecting or designing parts, I could be referred to as a factory worker. With a degree in engineering I am not restricted to one particular job status, I could still be anything. Maybe that’s part of the reason I picked engineering? I never could answer the simple little kid question what do I want to be when I grow up. Maybe that’s why I decided to be an engineer, because it still doesn’t give me a real answer to the question. It leaves my options open for whatever field I would want to go into. There is one thing I am sure of though in life, and it is that I will live a comfortable...

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