My actual interest in business stemmed from a much younger age. I still remember climbing on to my father's massive chair (
or, at least, it seemed massive then) and imitating him - writing on paper and talking on the phone. I spent most of my childhood in my father's office. I loved playing in the building and helping out - which honestly made me feel very proud and important. As the time went o
n, my childish admiration for my father grew into a more mature one as my interest in his business grew. My father
actively cultivated my interest - answering questions and teaching me from his experience. He continues to involve me in many of his activities and
to avidly seek my opinions - which he surprisingly finds very useful - in his ventures.
The scorching
sun beat down on my head, and the air-conditioned car did not keep me safe from the intense heat that
was causing my head to throb. I was just contemplating my misery when we stopped at a traffic light. I looked to my left on the dirty pavement. There sat a little boy, seemingly impervious to the heat. He was scratching away diligently on a small slate with a chalk. He was completely engrossed in his sums and letters. My worries seemed
minuscule compared to him. I realized the battle that was concurring right in front of me.
It is
also, as George Washington Carver
says, the"key to unlock the golden door of freedom." With all the facilities that are available why should I not fight and strive for excellence.
Good luck at BU!!!!!
:)
Kevin
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