This is my first blog ever, my aunt has a blog about her life and her dream coming true so I thought why not share my dream and journey with people that may like to hear it? My name is Jill and I will be 19 next month. Eleven years ago my life changed and unlike many college students I know what I want to do when I grow up. Many may think that what I want to do isn't ethical nor how the animal should be treated, but I guarantee you because I hold this animal so near and dear to my heart, I would never enter a career where they would be harmed.
When I was eight years old I went on a family vacation to Sea World, my parents took my sister and I to all of the shows and showed us all the amazing sea life that lived around us. One animal stuck out at me and that was the Atlantic Bottle Nosed dolphin, when I saw the sleek creature in the water having that sense of freedom(yes even though it is in an enclosed pool) I realized that one day I will work with that amazing creatures no matter what it takes.
My first trip, I am the little girl actually touching the dolphin, I was about eight years old.
Pictures from my most recent trip to Sea World in 2011
All through my journey I have done research, read, watched and asked questions on the career of becoming a marine mammal trainer. All say that the pay is not much but the love the people have for what they do is more than enough. Before entering the college that I am attending now I was planning on going to school to become a veterinarian. I have a love for all animals and because of reading that trainers are not paid a lot, I decided to give up on my dream and just take a route that I knew would still be involving animals but just better paying. Then after realizing I have a strong dislike for blood, I decided that being a vet was not the job for me. Then a surprise trip to the place where it all began sparked my dreams back into play. Sea World had done it again, and being in the crowd watching the trainers work with the dolphins made me yearn to be in their position even more than ever.
So there I was undecided but still on my way to a college in Georgia that did not offer the classes that I needed to become a trainer. When I was in my early years of high school I had researched a school that was in my home state and close to my hometown. They have an outstanding marine science program and are right by the water which gives it an advantage. Although the applying process seemed a little too late in the game I gave it a shot, and a week later I received a letter in the mail telling me that I was accepted into the college that was going to make my dreams, swim true.
No comments:
Post a Comment