Made me reflect, but ...
"Would someone go to Wimbeldon to play one match? Become a heart surgeon just to do one open-heart surgery and then go back to his regular life? Would someone go to law school to try just one case in court? Or go through all the trouble of opening a coffee shop to stay open for one day?"
- Heather Sellers, Chapter after ChapterMy response is "Yes! I would", it is who I am. Some days, I feel I really need to be more passionate about one thing, rather than interested in many things.
You can read a sample chapter (chapter 7) here. It is a pdf, so you might want to right click and download it first (for Windows users, I have no idea how a Mac user would do it). Loved the second and third paragraph on the second page.
[Updated 02-July-2008 @ 10:27: provided link to author's site selling the book (no, I don't get any commission). Also added paragraph and link pointing to sample chapter pdf].
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The problem with me (and it appears a few other bloggers I have encountered), is that we do not define ourselves by what we do. We have things we want to do, but what we do is not who we are. Unfortunately, the world doesn't seem to understand that. It likes to label / name people and leave it at that. If I make shoes, then I am a shoemaker. Period. I may have other attributes, but they are ancillary to my being a shoemaker. This even extends to surnames: I am never Richard, I have to be Richard the Miller's Son, or Richard from the Glen, Richard the Malcontent. Labels. Labels. Labels.
Just think how many societies, cultures and traditions practice and enforce labelling, keeping people in their place - caste systems, social strata. If I am a blacksmith, then, by golly, my son is going to be a blacksmith. Sorry, this is reserved for people of noble blood, you are a commoner. French is the language of the educated, not that vulgar lingua franca spoken by the masses.