We were always asked as kids what we want to be when we grow up. The answer was basically the same each time: a princess, or an astronaut. I was set on being a teacher. It seemed fun and I was a bossy six-year-old.
Now, at the age of 18, I think my answer has changed. I was never taught to get a job doing something that would pay well, I learned to do something that made me feel alive. Of everything to do out there, I would want to become an archeologist. There is an excitement of being able to unearth something that has not been seen in thousands of years.
Being able to bring back a piece of history or a relic from a culture long gone,
It may not impact the world as much as, say, a politician, but there is a rush of being able to do something before anyone else does or being able to bring back a piece of history or a relic from a culture long gone. To me, that trumps any desk job or financial security.