Sunday, June 12, 2011

Essay Five- Dreams

            While flying may be the most beautiful thing you can do, and a pet may be the best thing you can have, a dream is the most beautiful thing you can have. Hopefully, everybody’s got one, whether it’s to one day know, beyond a doubt, how a doorknob works, or whether it’s something entirely out of this world.
            Now mine, as some may have guessed, is definitely the latter. You see, I want to be one of the first men on Mars. No use hiding it, it’s just my dream. I want to go into the Deepness (Vernor Vinge, yeah!) of space, and find my destiny. I believe it to be man’s destiny too, but whatever.
            But you see, dreams are the most amazing things in the entire world to have. They give hope, they give a goal, and they make us always strive for something better.
            Actually, immigration wouldn’t be such a problem in our nation (U.S.A., just to clarify) if there weren’t dreams. Fortunately, there are. People pour in to find the promise of America: happiness and safety. Of course, this is a bit silly. But hey, so is being one of the first men on Mars! Immigrants come here in the hope of something better, for them, their families, their children, and life. They come here to work hard so that their kids can have a future, and their kid’s kids. It’s interesting how you could say that the dream of an immigrant is to have their grandchildren be happy and safe, but it definitely isn’t false.
            Dreams also give people goals. Maybe your dream is to best everyone you know at paper football. No matter what, you’re going to gain something from this. Maybe you learn how a paper football flies under certain conditions, or maybe your fingers get hella strong. Point is, it gave you a goal, and you tried to achieve it. For me, the same thing happened when I finally made my mind up to be an astronaut, sometime in early kindergarten. I started applying myself, first by bothering to learn how to read, second by learning how to do math, and then, most importantly, learning to enjoy math and reading. I apparently can even enjoy writing, or I wouldn’t be up at 4:30 in the morning typing this silly thing! So my dream of being one of the first men on Mars led to the goal of reading Watership Down all the way through (3rd grade, and man was it hard!), which led me to Excel classes, and so on.
            Now that is an obvious example of striving for something better. I wanted to go to Mars, so I essentially willed myself into being better at everything. Just like many people have. Einstein, I’m sure, had to struggle to grasp some things, and will himself to do others. He did do good at math, though, and that’s the truth. 
            And there's another famous man from the last century that also had a dream. He had a helluva one, too. Martin Luther King Jr., the man with a name as big as his dream, dreamed that one day everyone on this earth will live in peace and harmony, no matter their race or their gender. This brings me to my next point; dreams make the world get better.
            Nothing in the entire world is as constructive, potentially, as a dream.

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