On what I am passionate about

Growing up, my mother surrounded my home with books. We had bookcases and bookcases filled with movies and books. It wasn’t the typical household that my family members were used to. Whenever I would get bored, I would grab an Encyclopedia and read an entire page. An example of how I would do this for example can be described by one particular memory I have of me when I was twelve years old. I got in trouble for speaking back to my mother, she wouldn’t let me spend the weekend at my dad’s so I was pretty upset. I picked a random page, which happened to have the Holocaust on it. I read the one paragraph description on the Holocaust and wasn’t satisfied with it. I then took down more Encyclopedias to look up other things like Adolf Hitler, Concentration Camps, and World War II. I instantly made a connection to a movie I had watched with my mom about Anne Frank and asked her if I can watch it again. The second time I watched the movie, it made a lot more sense than the first time I read it because of all the information I had acquired during my informal research. This recollection is what I am passionate about. I love making connections with what I learn through books, movies, and lectures with the outside world. Moreover, I love that the learning process can be fun and as informal as a twelve year old girl learning sophisticated concepts simply because SHE WANTS TO and not because she has to. I wish I can say the same about my cousins or even my brother or sister. Growing up my mother was always either reading or watching TV. My grandmother was the one who did most of the housework like cooking and such. I took up after my mom. I am extremely passionate about reading and the learning process. I was the only one of three kids who share my mom’s passion for learning and reading. My sister preferred Barbies and my brother preferred cars. Now, as adults my brother is a struggling mechanic who pays too much child support and my sister is 26 divorcee with 2 young boys. She also struggles to make ends meet. I, on the other hand struggle to make ends meet as well, but that is because I am a college student who has little money to spare after books and tuition rather than to feed two young kids on my own. I guess if I had to focus on one research topic, it would have to be: Informally: what was the difference between my younger brother and sister and me growing up? Same socio-economic status, same household, why the different lifestyles? Formally: is there a possibility that early (and perhaps sophisticated) reading improves one’s choices in lfie? This is just me thinking out-loud though. There is still time for me to change my mind.