If you ask a child, whether they are in middle or high school, what they want to be when they grow up, the usual response is, “I want to be a teacher! I want to be a lawyer! I want to be a doctor!” Well, if you asked me that question my response is, “I have no stinkin’ idea what I want to be. Both of my parents are restaurant owners, so I suppose that’s what I’m going to become, a restaurant owner.”

               Luckily for me, my high school invited every 10^th grader to attend a career fair. I kept my mind open for options hoping something will catch my eye and that’s when I saw, a woman sitting so straight and poised, with a business attire on. She seems so happy and focused. I walked up to her and watched her “type” away on some sort of keyboard. Someone shouted, “How are you typing all of those words so quickly? What is that machine called?”

               The woman was very kind and answered all our questions and told us that she was a court reporter and her machine was called a steno machine. She was not typing but writing on her machine. I was so intrigued. I think I found my calling.

               I graduated high school and went on to receive my degree in English, but in the back of my mind I still had a lingering thought of wanting to become a court reporter. I contacted Brown College of Court Reporting located in Atlanta, GA. Two and half years into school, here I am now, still wanting to become a court reporter. It’s taking some time, but I know I will get there eventually.