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I Dream My Dream

A friend posted her latest blog post about how she perceived life. She also shared how happy she is at this moment with her new job.

Quoted from her post, she said “A first job should be something you love doing, something that represents your ideals and values. So, when you are still at the point of having the freedom and possibilities to choose, choose well. Before responsibilities, peer pressure and world demands steer you away from your dreams.”.

This quote has struck me for me a moment.

I was quite for a while.

I will not complain about how I don’t like my current job, because, seriously, I do! It is the best unexpected thing that could happen in my life. How often would you get called by your thesis supervisor and get a job offer?

However, lately, I was thinking about my dream and about the life I am living in.

Adventure and social work are my passion. I would go to Timbuktu if there was a natural disaster and the people needed help; or I’d go to North Pole if the children were illiterate and in need of education. I don’t mind living in a rural area without mall or food court, without the most organised public transport, or well connected high-way.

So, what am I doing now?
What am I doing behind this desk, working as a communication assistant?

My favourite author, Paulo Coelho, once tweeted “fight for your dream, and your dream will fight for you"

I don’t fight for my dream, I guess - at least not hard enough. Although social work is the thing I would love to do, I keep saying “maybe I will do that when I am older and financially more stable.”

What I am doing right now is called establishing security. Having a family background that suffered from financial instability, I realised that at this moment, I need to sacrifice my dream in order to gain something more stable and safer.

Do I love my current job? Yes, I do.

I don’t say this because I know that my blog would eventually be read by one of my current colleagues, but because I really do. During my master education, I always dream to have this kind of job; actually kinda expected to work in a more modest company, because who dare to dream working in such a multinational company?

But is it my dream? Unfortunately it is not.

How-e-ver, I believe this job will help me to reach my destination. Social work needs money, right? You either have bunch of supporters or donators, or you have bunch of money.

If you are a social worker for, let’s say, UNICEF or UNHCR, you might get lots of people (or even brands) behind you. But if you just want to open a local school for the illiterate children or to have a free, public library for kids in your surroundings, it might get a little bit tough. Thus, you need money, toch?

To help more people, you need more facilities and resources, thus, you need more money. Also, it is good to have more people who will support you and believe in you.

And that’s exactly what I am doing right now.

So, what I am doing right now is to dream my dream: to prepare and to hope that one day I will fulfil my dream.

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