What do you want to be when you grow up? My dreams and Who I am now
When I was little, there was a question that adults asks that troubled me. ”What do you want to be when you grow up?”
I was constantly being asked this question by my surroundings throughout my entire life. Even now, as I’ve grown up, it still continues to trouble me. What do I want to be?
Childhood dream – For now, go to a good university
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” I think I was in kindergarten or elementary school when I understood the meaning to that question was related to “careers”. And I did not have an answer to that question. At the time, there were only a few professions that I knew of.
A florist, a baker, a pastry chef, and a bride… I didn’t like any of them. Out of everything in the list, ‘the bride’ was the one I didn’t like the most. Simply because I didn’t know what ‘a bride’ is.
Still, unaware of my confusion, the adult asked me many times about my dreams for the future ―― and since I was in the second grade of elementary school at the time and loved to study, to his great surprised, I told him “I will enter Tokyo University”. I don’t know how I knew about Tokyo University. I think it must have seen it from the TV or something.
After that, I took a tissue paper out of the tissue box in my room and wrote a pledge with a pencil. Later, I rewrote it with a pen on the back of a flyer.
Even when I reached my teenage years, I was always unsure of what I wanted to be.
I liked to draw, so should I be a cartoonist? At the age of 10, I received a “dip pens set” for Christmas. The g-pen nibs was surprisingly difficult to draw with. The pen got stuck on paper and I couldn’t draw well at all. It was much easier to draw with a ballpoint pen on the back of a glossy piece of flyer.
When I was about 16 years old, I was finally able to draw something that looked like a comic strip (manga) using a decent pen, Japanese Kent paper (or as we called Bristol paper in the west), and screen tones. But I couldn’t create any stories at all so I thought, “It’s so hard to be a cartoonist / manga artist!”. I even thought it would be much easier to draw pictures with a very fine ballpoint pen on copy paper instead.
I was crazy about anime in junior high school. But because I hated my own voice (even until now), I went so far as to order materials for a vocational school, thinking that if I could become a voice actor, there would be some demand for my voice somewhere. But the people around me were all very much against the idea that it made me give up.
During the same time, I met an acquaintance who made a big impact on my life. This acquaintance made me aware about the profession of speech-language pathologist, and I thought that I might want to consider pursuing it. However, the acquaintance told me to stop, and so that’s what I did. When I was told to stop doing it, the exact words are “You don’t have it in you.”
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”. If you try to response to that question and all you got in return is disapproval, what else can you do about it?
Also, back then I was into creating homepages for websites. The Internet was becoming a bit more common and computers were slowly becoming more popular. The skeleton iMac from Apple was taking the world by storm. I was very impressed with the Internet and enjoyed looking at homepages and chats that people created.
One day, I realized that I might be able to do it myself, so I began to learn by myself. ‘Creating homepage for websites’ was still a rare profession at the time so I didn’t tell anyone about what I was doing as I didn’t think it would be a part of my ‘when I grow up’ list. Thus, it continued as an enjoyable hobby for me without being rejected by anyone. Notepads became an application of memory.
As you can see, many things were happening at the same time when I was a teenager. There were so many possibilities and dreams intertwining on a single rope. There is no way to narrow them down to just one.
Dream in my 20s – illustrator?
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As I was about to write this article, I suddenly thought back to my twenties with the same question in my head, “What do you want to be when you grow up?.” I can’t possibly remember all of my ‘future dreams’. I suppose I must have grown up before I knew and reached the age where I had to become something in life.
After high school, I tried to go to an art college but I failed my entrance exam because I guess I spent too much time messing around in high school. Then, I spent two years doing part-time, working with computers. As I thought, I really like computers. When I was working in the restaurant, I was constantly getting scolded for everything except…for when I was working on the computer. I thought it was going great! But actually, there was no way to become a full-time employee at that company (I had to have a college degree). Thus, there was a period when I kept thinking that I needed to finish my part-time work at a good place and get a full-time job somehow.
In the end, I went to a technical school to escape this feeling. I chose the illustration department. There was also a “Web Creator Department” at the same school, but I did not choose it. Since I was planning to go to an Art college, I was predicting that my main focus would be drawing.
However, by the time I graduated from the technical school, I was soon working part-time for a web production and online shopping services. The number of part-time jobs in the Illustration field was relatively small at the time while the offers for Web production and online shopping services was increasing. Therefore, I took my chances and shifted my focus to those areas.
Perhaps working with computers suited my nature and I ended up getting a job dealing with computers. Well, it’s sudden but now I reached a point where I thought, “once I grow up, I will find a job that work with computers.” On my graduation day of the technical school, I was asked, “Wouldn’t you have been better off as a web creator?,” in which I thought that’s true. That is something I cannot forget about.
Then from that time on, the world relating around Web, which should have been a hobby, became the center of my life. At the end of my 20s, I spent my time working mainly for companies that operated e-commerce sites. Illustration became the “main hobby” of my life, and it is still a part of my life. In my twenties, I was also made up of something complex and intertwined.
The fewer the number of people in a company, the more skills you can gain. It is not only the production and the operation of the online store, but also how to take process photos, create slogans, flyers, pamphlets, and even how to assemble cardboard boxes quickly. Looking back, I feel lucky that I was able to experience all of this on my own. I also feel lucky because the design concepts and the application skills I learned in the Illustration Department was useful for my work later on.
Illustration became an “important hobby” of my life, and it is still a part of my life. In my twenties, I was again made up and intertwined with many complex and complicated things.
Plans in my 30s – I was never going to be anything.
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In my late 20s, I ended up becoming a bride. A childhood dream candidate, one getting checked off. Now, once I’m getting married, I finally entered a phase where no matter how I try to fake it, I have to call myself anadult.
It was then that I realized, even as adults, the question of “What do you want to be?” continues to live on. Words from the people around you and society will slowly crawl up under your feet. What do you think about having kids? Will you buy a house? What about your future career? No matter what happens, we continue to be asked what we will become in the future. I came to realize that these are never-ending questions.
But without finding the answer to “What will I be in the future?,” my life took a big turn by itself. I resigned due to illness. I had to go on with the medical treatment. My fear of going out and working outside of home became a constant struggle. The only choice I had was to get a job working from home, using a computer.
I had to fight with what I could do, and I used my EC experience and design experience to the fullest to get the jobs I wanted.
For about five years, I continued working as a freelance from home. While monitoring my health condition, I also spend time recovering. At the time, however, I didn’t think of it as a ‘recovering stage’, but rather each day was like a long, dark tunnel with me holding on to a flashlight shining just a little ahead of my feet.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” So it has come to this…….. That’s what I thought.
I was walking on the edge, with no energy to hurry. I do not mean to say that there are no wounds that never heal. However, at that time, I was recovering from my illness and perhaps the medical treatment was working. As I recovered, I wanted to go out and work again – I wanted to work for a company once more as a full-time employee. This thought came naturally to me. To be able to think in such a way again is something I wanted to thanked my husband. I am extremely grateful to my husband for allowing me to take some time off in my own pace.
I sent my resume to several companies, mostly e-commerce sites, but one of them was a web production company. At least I remembered that I used to love making websites.
Having only experiences in my notepad days, and a simple editor in the EC days, I was not properly trained for this. However, put aside my inexperience, I continued to follow my unprecedented positive thinking. If I liked something, I might be able to make it work. This positive thinking led me to send in my resumes, CVs, and portfolios.
Fortunately, the company was enthusiastic about my work and offered me a job. Thus, I began my second career.
The line of possibilities may be thinner than when I was in my teens and my twenties. However, there is no doubt that many factors are intertwined. All I can say is that in my life, it is impossible to cross with just one perfect line. I maintain balance with many thin lines around me. I have been taking all the possible actions to response to the question, “What do you want to be?” In other words, I have always chosen the path in which I feel I could do and what I wanted to do in each stage of my life.
Now in my 40s – I’m just going to give it a try.
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Back to the present, after going through so many obstacles, I am working for mgn Inc. Though it’s natural to have ups and downs in my day-to-day life, but I am generally in good spirits and I have such supportive co-workers and bosses. Still, there is no goal, and there is no end to “what I want to be”. Even now, I keep asking myself, “What do you want to be? What do you want to do?”. I feel stuck with these questions. It can be anything ranging from small to big. If I join a company, I am sometimes asked about my skills for this work. Everyday, I am questioned by society and by myself.
In my previous section, I wrote that we must do the things that we can do now. I really mean that. We can only challenge what is thrown in front of us and act based on what we think we can do. However, as we do what we can do and what we want to do, we may be able to increase our possibilities of doing other things.
Now I also bake bread as a hobby and arrange flowers in my house. I have also drew comic books. I was even a bride myself,… although I have never baked a cake,… and I love computers and not a day goes by that I don’t use my computer or my phone. I believe that the only thing that will keep me going is connecting with the world through digital means.
Looking back, I wonder if “What do you want to be?” is not limited to work. At first I thought it was just about your “career,” but actually, “how do you want to live?” sounds more appropriate to me.
If you can ask asking yourself that question, you can keep increasing the possibilities. Weave the possibilities that surround you like a thick rope.