Taking Assistance to a New Level

So, I found this job that would be AMAZING to have. Though most have never heard of an image consultant, it is actually a very fun and fulfilling job. Basically, you are in charge of making people look their best and give people makeovers. From choosing the clothes they wear, to the haircut they get, you would help scores of people gain confidence and finally feel good about themselves! I think it would be a lot of fun to change people's lives for the better, especially because by helping them find a new "look", you will be helping them get more opportunities because they will have the confidence the be their best self and try new things. This would also be a cool job because you would get to meet a lot of people, go shopping, have fun and make people happy all at the same time. Added bonus? You wouldn't be in an office, but out giving people makeovers and shopping. This sounds like a very interesting and fun job to have.

COOLEST JOB EVER!

Three words: river raft guide. Imagine spending summers sitting in lazy rivers and going through heart racing rapids all in the same day! As a raft guide, one would take a group of people out on the river, along with a group of other guides and basically show people the beautiful out doors. Jumping of cliffs, seeing wildlife, and playing your guitar at night before sleeping under the stars: river raft guides have life made.Though it's probably not much pay, it would be a fulfilling job full of adventure and fun. Also, you would get to meet people from all over the world and make tons of friends :) This job sounds so perfect, it should be called heaven.

Growing Up is Hard

Growing up, my parents were my heroes and in my eyes my family could do no wrong. My family was perfect and I loved them and they loved me more than I could ever imagine. Then, as I began growing up, I began hearing people say things. Your dad is fat. Your mom is a clean freak. Your grandpa cheated on his wife. Your uncle smokes. And that was okay because I loved my family and they loved me more than I could ever imagine. I still looked up to my parents and that's what mattered, right? Then I began noticing for myself that my heroes weren't as infallible as I thought they were. Grandma gets migraines, and isn't as strong as I thought she was. My mom is in and out of the hospital, and isn't as strong as I though she was. Dad now does seem more overweight than I though, does that make him any less strong? But despite this, I loved them and they loved me more than I could imagine. Then, something happened. One day I realized I didn't want to be like my parents, and when you think about it, no one does. Even my parents didn't want to be like theirs. When did my role model become someone I didn't aspire to be? How can someone loose faith in their hero? Growing up is difficult, especially when you acquire the ability to process more information about the world around you and make judgments that are impossible not to make. Being naive was more special I think. Despite this, I love my family, and they love me more than I could ever imagine.