When I was four years old, I dreamed of becoming an architect so I can design a house for my mother. As soon as I realized how hopeless the sketches I made looked, that was the end of it. I also dreamed of becoming a rock star; heard my own signing voice and never dared to sing in the showers again. Dreamed of becoming a professional basketball player but I could not even get any respectable playing time in our barangay basketball league. There were many other different careers I aimed for while I was growing up – and being a certified public accountant was definitely not one of them.

Good thing, back in those days, nobody told me that I can be whoever I want to be and that if I put in the work, persevered and devoted my time and energy, I could make my dreams come true. As we go through life, we are constantly reminded of how cruel and unfair the world can be; that in a world where people have different goals to pursue, their quest to reach their dreams may cost you reaching your own. You might have lost your scholarship because somebody else’s unqualified nephew took your spot. How about receiving a failing grade because you did not reciprocate the sexual advances of your professor? How many plans and dreams did the collapse of Enron crush? Imagine being a Major League Baseball (MLB) pitcher who dreamed of winning a World Series game but somehow lost because your opponent was cheating.

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