(Editors Note: Apologies for this post being a bit unchronological. It is completely the fault of the editor :)
So, I don’t know about you… but I’m getting more and more confused all the time about what I want to do when I grow up.
Coming to the Ithaca Farmers’ Market on Saturday, June 23, has made me more deliciously unsure.
We spent the morning alternating between snagging local Ithaca people to tell them about the bus tour, and scoping out the farmers market. It was definitely the hottest market east of the Mississippi. (I can’t say it’s better than the Beaverton, OR one though). ;-) Beaver State pride!
The strawberries were local and fresh (and way tastier than the California red balloons), the radishes were arrayed in rainbows, the stalls had Kayanna-friendly food. We talked to tourists with ‘Ithaca is Gorges’ shirts and several-generation Finger Lakes farmers with dirt under their nails – that dirt is pretty appealing, if you ask me.
I’ve been pretty sure for a while that I want to go into policy, international conservation (or sustainable development) policy. I’d travel to important international meetings, work a scientific perspective into big decisions to benefit our global biosphere and people worldwide. And unfortunately, sit at a desk pushing a pencil in a cubicle while I ‘do my time’ in middle management. In DC or New York City, where I’ll either see no green or see no culture.
I mean, what if I get stuck down a path or stuck in a place that I don’t really want to be? Will I be wasting time before I figure it out? What skills and talents do I really have to offer the world?
But this farmers’ market, along with the beauty of Cornell’s campus, has made me re-think. I could go into agricultural policy – I do have some experience in China. Hmmmm…
Ha, and we’re only 2 weeks into our tour.
What do you want to be when you grow up? Where are you headed?
Actually, no. If you could leave me suggestions about what I should do, that would rock my world. And leave a link. : ) Thanks.
By: Kayanna Warren
1 comments:
I guess that's what really happens when we become exposed to more things. As a kid, I had lots of dreams. Now that I'm all grown up, I still can't see where I'm really headed. I guess it's a matter of knowing where you want to be, who you want to become. Maybe it would help you to write down your dreams and goals, your strengths, and the things you like doing, and you can take it from there. There are still lots of things in life that you will encounter. On that bus ride and off, you're bound to learn a lot of new stuff. Take all that into account. One thing, though: the path you take with your feet should never contradict the conviction of your heart. Good luck!
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