A Child's Pet Dream
This is an excerpt of the observations on Nobody, individuals in the nameless multitude we peoplewatch in life's bustle. Pieced together, the fragments of dispositions disclose a portrait Everybody– we who call ourselves the Wise Ones, homo sapiens.
Perhaps by reading, we may gain insight to the mysterious inconsistencies of human nature; then ponder, and change our lives for the better.
She was small for her nine years—pale, quiet and stubbornly reticent. Her large eyes entreated to leave her alone as she sat huddled in a corner of the auditorium, staring unseeingly out the large window while other children frisked happily about.
With encouragement and time, the girl gradually lost her timidity. Monosyllabic utterances became brief, spontaneous conversations.
In the exchange of questions and answers, one stood stark. It was a typical first-grade English class topic: What would you like to be when you grow up? Yet the answer startled thought and still stands silhouetted against the backdrop of memory.
“I want to be a millionaire!” the reply shot out without hesitation. A millionaire. But why? The logic was forthcoming....“To have lots of money, so I don’t have to work. Can watch TV every day.” One would have never guessed the bold tenacity of ambition in so small a child.
What a dream! An amusing, candid announcement. Yet saddening too, for the child’s dream inadvertently communicated the secret longings of many a sophisticated grown-up: a desire for wealth and a predilection to please oneself.
Ambitions seldom ever die, but grow with the years and evolve. It is because of this that we must attend to them carefully, at best from the start, to ensure they are noble, befitting of a gracious character.