It’s strange for an 8th grader to
know exactly what he or she wants to be when they grow up. I’m one of the few
that know; I want to be a heavy equipment operator.
One of the reasons I have always wanted
to become one is because I love operating big machines. When I was little, I
played with my tractors on the floor. Or I had a sandbox and I had tractors out
there too. Or out in my front yard when it snowed, I t outside and plowed the
snow with my little tractors and bulldozers.
My dad works with big machines and I love
going to work with him. I go as much as I can. Normally every Saturday when he
works, I take the advantage of going. When I go to my great uncle’s house, he
is rich and has a lot of machines, so he has projects for me to do.
The reason is because I have been
dreaming since I was a kid to be a farmer or something close to that and that
includes big machines. Everybody always made fun of me because I was making tractor
noises with my mouth and it did get annoying. Or when I was in class, I would
always start just randomly make tractor noises.
One year for Halloween I dressed up
as a farmer and did it the for next year. Everybody knew who I was and what I
wanted to be. Another year I wanted to put things on my lawnmower to make it
look like a big tractor and haul my brother around. My dad told me that I
should be a heavy equipment operator when I am older because of how observant I
am and how street smart I am.
Being a heavy equipment operator is a
career and is the career for me.
