Success? Dream Being a Photo Journalist and Being a Pilot!
By Odell Sneeden Hathaway, III.
Success? Dream Being a Photo Journalist and Being a PilotCopywrite ©, 2008 By Odell Sneeden Hathaway, III Being A Photo JournalistWhen I Graduated High school I did have a vision of my life. I was going to be a Photo Journalist. I had spent 2 years of my time in high school working as a photographer for the school news paper and one year for the year book. I love taking pictures. I used to have a say that there were 2 sides to every camera the one that I belonged on and the one that every body else belonged on. I just loved taking pictures. One of the reasons that I loved photography is that my father is a photographer and all my life I wanted to be like him. I also loved being the guy running around with the camera and the respect that gave me. Finally I was something more then a retard, suddenly I got some respect. Something I was doing was worth while. In high school I finally started learning how to beat the world at its own game. OK world you want me to be Dyslexic, not have the ability to read. I will still graduate from High school with Honors and a better then 3.00 GPA. I bend every rule. I will get “A’s” in Journalism and Year Book with out writing a word. Somehow when I got to college I lost that. Not the love of the Pictures but the drive. It did not mean as much to me. Today I still love it when my muse takes me and I go shooting but it has never meant as much to me as it did in High School. The things that pulled me toward being a photo journalist were * Being creative. * Having respect. * Making my own way and rules. * Wanting to be like my Father. Being a PilotI never accomplished my dream of being an astronaut but I did of becoming a pilot. I never planed on flying being a career rather it was something I needed to do to be free. To respect my self to show the world that it was wrong about me. Even to this day the Fact that I am a pilot gives me a sense of pride. I have managed to do more then most people. Today I do not fly. Mostly because I realized that I did not have the time or the money to be really good at something that not being good at is a sure way to die. But according to the FAA and according to ME I am a pilot. * Sense of Pride and accomplishment. * Sense of control of my own destiny. * Showing every one else that I am better then them. Success? Dream Being a Priest! |
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