All Eyes on Me
In front of the camera, we're on the air in 3.. 2.. 1.. "Good morning, America" I exclaim as my eyes light up with cheer. This is my dream job, broadcasting in front of millions of citizens. Although college is a struggle with homework and expenses, I hope to win scholarships to ease some of the worry. What keeps me going and motivates me to work harder is the vision in my head of my ultimate goal: All eyes on me as you turn on channel 3. I'm explaining to you what is happening all around the world. Broadcasting is my passion and it always has been. I find it to be overwhelming, but in the most exciting way. Merely thinking about my future in this career field makes my eyes light up with hope and joy. One of these days I'll be doing what I love. My family is my support system and I'm lucky to say they'll do anything for me, but sometimes money can be tight. As my father watches over me from heaven, I try to make him proud. By accomplishing my life goal, I'll know it was all worth the stress and hard work in the end.
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