(Greek; στήθος, stéthos – chest and σκοπή, skopé – examination)
What do you want to be when you grow up? How many times have we heard the elderly asking us this, the answer is supposedly a child’s dream that they would closely follow up and see if realized.
The more popular answers would be, ‘I want to be a doctor,’ ‘a teacher,’ I want to be a nurse,’ or ‘the president!’ And some would absent-mindedly say “I just don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.” As for me, I only decided that I wanted to be a journalist when I was 16.
Later on, how many of us realized our dream of becoming who we want to be? Some of us did but some like me ended up being a young mom, blogging her time out and trying to somehow be a work at home mom. Nevertheless, I find being a sahm worthwhile than interviewing people, photographing them to have something to print in the newspaper. After all, I also get to write about my life as a mom, and got the most adorable photo subjects too.
How can you know what you want
Till you get what you want
And you see if you like it?
— Steven Sondheim, Into the Woods