Future Ambition
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Caiti Roberts
By Caiti Roberts
Published on 02/25/2009
When did you start thinking about your future? Where you want your life to lead?What income you want to make? Are you going to college? I am only going into High-school and already they are bombarding me with questions about my notions on life ahead.
Future Ambition
Time changes everything. New technologies are discovered, modern ways of life forged, and many other visualizations are turned into realities. But as these things change so do many others, some of which are pulled along with the others, started by a small cause. The domino effect. I like to think of it, though, as a different comparison.
Imagine you are standing on a beach. The fine grains of sand shifting beneath your feet, stretching for miles into the horizon. Now picture this. Miles and miles away a small wind picks up. Nothing big, nothing extraordinary. Just a small gust that silently whips the sand from its tranquil positions on the ground and causes the individual bits to dance. Then this acts as a ripple. It runs over the vast distance separating the wind and you, and soon enough you feel the subtle movement of the golden sand beneath you. Now think of the wind as a cause in life. Something small that nobody really pays attention to, that evidently causes a chain reaction of events. Now imagine that each individual sand that the wind moved was some object in everyday life. Every grain representing something totally different, like taxes, or oil production. Some things are touched lightly and some are hit vigourously, right at the source.
One thing that might be changed by this cause, are the decisions that people in everyday life are forced to make. What I am getting to, are the choices that teens my age are being forced to make right now. Because of the increase in labour shortages and the fact that the amount of people being born in Canada, are equalling the amount of people passing away, our economy is pressing upon and depending on us and immigration to bring us through these tough times.
I went to an Open House earlier this week and was awed by the amount of money that was being put into this place. It was amazing to say the least. But during the presentation I started to feel very pressured as they started to impress upon us how important our High-School decisions are. Certain classes will lead us to certain places and we have to choose consciously. AP classes, Programs, Apprenticeships, Summer School. It all leads to certain places, whether where we want to go or not.
I am only fourteen, almost fifteen, and I am already feeling forced to decide what I want to do for the next seventy-five years of my life. If I live that long.
Imagine you are standing on a beach. The fine grains of sand shifting beneath your feet, stretching for miles into the horizon. Now picture this. Miles and miles away a small wind picks up. Nothing big, nothing extraordinary. Just a small gust that silently whips the sand from its tranquil positions on the ground and causes the individual bits to dance. Then this acts as a ripple. It runs over the vast distance separating the wind and you, and soon enough you feel the subtle movement of the golden sand beneath you. Now think of the wind as a cause in life. Something small that nobody really pays attention to, that evidently causes a chain reaction of events. Now imagine that each individual sand that the wind moved was some object in everyday life. Every grain representing something totally different, like taxes, or oil production. Some things are touched lightly and some are hit vigourously, right at the source.
One thing that might be changed by this cause, are the decisions that people in everyday life are forced to make. What I am getting to, are the choices that teens my age are being forced to make right now. Because of the increase in labour shortages and the fact that the amount of people being born in Canada, are equalling the amount of people passing away, our economy is pressing upon and depending on us and immigration to bring us through these tough times.
I went to an Open House earlier this week and was awed by the amount of money that was being put into this place. It was amazing to say the least. But during the presentation I started to feel very pressured as they started to impress upon us how important our High-School decisions are. Certain classes will lead us to certain places and we have to choose consciously. AP classes, Programs, Apprenticeships, Summer School. It all leads to certain places, whether where we want to go or not.
I am only fourteen, almost fifteen, and I am already feeling forced to decide what I want to do for the next seventy-five years of my life. If I live that long.