Yesterday my name was Christopher Columbus for I am a very curious person by nature, and as a child I was always adventurous, discovering new and out of reach ideas. Whenever my curiosity caught me in a trap I looked into the clouds seeking help, he is always there for me, treating me as if I am one of his flock. He forgives my flaws and overlooks the footsteps embedded in the sand, that at times have strayed far from his beloved son.
However my real name is Clara Barton, I may not have founded the American Red Cross, but my heart is a sheer replica of hers. Helping people is one of my top priorities. Its hard for me to see even a stranger suffer, some think that its a weakness, but they can think as they please.
My heart goes out to children. Theres a part of me that forces a smile at the sound of a child's laughter or look of curiosity on their face. However my love, my love belongs to Jessie. Hes the sweetest, sexiest geek I have ever known. People label him a skater but theres much more to him then that. I couldn't begin to explain the look of excitement displayed on his face when he talks about something he enjoys, nor could I explain to you the promise his eyes hold when he speaks of his love for me.
Nature fascinates me. I often find myself yearning to be in the mountains, it is my resting place, where peace is restored within my mind. I sit near the river, the roar of water calms me as does all the beautiful colors around me. I guess I'm natures little helper.
As nature calms me mankind just as easily aggravates me. Although I love the friendships and company, the stupidity of some sets me off, yet the friendships I have made have kept me happy. I know that, I too, am the same to others but those who care for me, appreciate me and that is the only purpose for life that I need.
I am thankful for the country in which I live. I cant say I like the government but I know of all others, it is the best. I am also aware that to the country I am just another citizen needing protection and money for this or that.
I'm not sure what my name is today, for my mind is cloaked with frustration. I am happy yet so confused at what I am to do next. Although my mind is content, knowing that hope is the fire forged in your heart, fed only by the love of others, I have hope for the future. My power is in knowing that I will always have people who love me close to my side.
Tomorrow my name will be known, for I will become a successful pediatrician and work with children, which I care for greatly. I will help the world by tending to its young ones and it will help me to prosper.
My name was once just little girl. The one sometimes still hiding in the back of my mind. She covers her mouth instead of speaking and doesn't go out to play. I didn't leave her behind, instead I have brought her out for her to make friends. Still sometimes she will run away but no worries, she always comes back.
I am happy for through all the happy times and hardships I have completed myself yet still leaving some room to grow.
