“A pathological liar” my mind blanked after hearing that. Halfway through a one on one conference with my math teacher, he had just finished belittling me for what appeared to be ten minutes, when he felt he had a right to say this to me. I sat there frozen, the reason I even asked for this appointment so I could talk to him about getting more time on the test; It was a chapter final and I knew that my dyslexia would be making it more challenging for me. He followed up the name calling with an anecdote on how I’m going to end up in jail just like his daughter, I was completely stunned; I had no idea what to say back so I just let him talk. For some reason, he starts going on about how I’m a turtle hiding in my shell and I decide to do the …show more content…
Right after telling me this I walked into my science class and asked my teacher, who I consider a friend, what job would be good for me? Mr. Bead laid down all the character traits I had that would help me in the workforce; strong-willed, naturally charismatic and I had a knack for remembering the small details. He suggested something in the film industry since I was such a big fan of watching movies. So I ran with it; at first to prove a point that I had a direction I was going in my life and it wouldn’t be to jail. Then I actually looked into it and found that my science teacher was right; that the film industry was where I wanted to be. It combined art with different techniques, and it differed from movie to movie, from director to director. After settling on the film industry, I needed to do one more thing, and that was to decide who I wanted to be in this field of work. Knowing that I could make my own style of film, or that people would be able to recognize one of my productions just by watching it made me feel like I could actually do something with my life, unlike my teacher had said. So, I had finally decided on becoming a director, and I have been working towards that goal since that