Survival is main priority
After SPM, I planned to take an English based course because that's the only thing I'm good at. Besides English, I'm passionate about art. I've been drawing since primary school and it's a great hobby. My mom however preferred me to major in English rather than art because chances are that I could find a stable job. Basically, my country does not acknowledge nor appreciate art compared to other countries, so chances of me to survive as an artist was very low. Either that or I had to work overseas.
My father however, was not on board with the idea for me to major in an English course. He said and I quote "Your level of English is not as the same as mine" therefore crushing my dreams of becoming a writer just because I was not as experienced as him nor did I inherited his brilliance.
So what was 17 year old Jannah's plan? She wanted to draw for a living but her mother shut her down. Then she wanted to write for a living but her father shut her down.
My father however offered me to go to a private University to major in animation which I was very excited for but a question remains "Where do I get the money from?" I was very well aware that my father was all bark and no bite and my mom has to bear so many burdens and responsibilities. As selfish as I was, I decided to turn the offer down.
My mother had her friend's daughter to introduce me to a course in IIUM which was called English for International Communication(ENCOM). Now, I didn't know much about the course and I regretted not finding much more information about it. Apparently it was a new course and that means those who registered in can't never go out. Lucky me.
I wanted to major in BENL instead because what they've learned in degree is 100% something that I would love to learn about; writing, studying literature and etc.
But one thing I learned what was much more important despite wanting to study in the courses I wanted was survival was main priority. A stable job was my main priority. Because that was how I was raised. I grew up looking at my mother who worked so very very very hard trying to provide for my brother and I. My father? That's another story.
It didn't matter if I had to study to earn a job that I had no complete interest in, as long as I could put food on the table that was all that matters.
Paint me an ungrateful sinner
-A little sister
My father however, was not on board with the idea for me to major in an English course. He said and I quote "Your level of English is not as the same as mine" therefore crushing my dreams of becoming a writer just because I was not as experienced as him nor did I inherited his brilliance.
So what was 17 year old Jannah's plan? She wanted to draw for a living but her mother shut her down. Then she wanted to write for a living but her father shut her down.
My father however offered me to go to a private University to major in animation which I was very excited for but a question remains "Where do I get the money from?" I was very well aware that my father was all bark and no bite and my mom has to bear so many burdens and responsibilities. As selfish as I was, I decided to turn the offer down.
My mother had her friend's daughter to introduce me to a course in IIUM which was called English for International Communication(ENCOM). Now, I didn't know much about the course and I regretted not finding much more information about it. Apparently it was a new course and that means those who registered in can't never go out. Lucky me.
I wanted to major in BENL instead because what they've learned in degree is 100% something that I would love to learn about; writing, studying literature and etc.
But one thing I learned what was much more important despite wanting to study in the courses I wanted was survival was main priority. A stable job was my main priority. Because that was how I was raised. I grew up looking at my mother who worked so very very very hard trying to provide for my brother and I. My father? That's another story.
It didn't matter if I had to study to earn a job that I had no complete interest in, as long as I could put food on the table that was all that matters.
Paint me an ungrateful sinner
-A little sister
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