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CELEBRATING CREATIVE EXPRESSION AT BAYLOR SINCE 1966

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Volume 50
Issue 1

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This I Believe- Senior Essay
Coleman Hobson
 
This I Believe- Senior Essay

From the day we are born, we are constantly being told by society and elders what we are going to love and how we are going to live our lives. It may be abstract, but certain aspects of our life are drilled into us to the point where we are convinced they represent our worth. For example, most all kids start off playing a sport. Parents sign their kids up for a sport, and it will occupy a majority of their time for their next eighteen years. Oftentimes kids believe they like the sport, or don't disappoint anyone.

This trend of apathetic commitments reemerges when people choose their career. Many people wind up with average jobs that they pick based on a major choice made during the first week of college. People spend their lives miserably taking phone calls at a desk just to make more money than they need. However, what is the point of being if the whole time we are becoming successful we aren't we happy?

There are many ways to become "successful" in the world. Whether success is achieved through earning money, becoming an all-star athlete, having a family, or achieving all A's on my report card and get into my dream college, doesn't really matter. If I'm not happy when achieving all of these goals, none of the rewards are significant. I believe seeking happiness will lead to success. In order for me to become successful I have to find what truly makes me happy. Often this is a very hard task.

A lot of people never really figure out their true passion in life. I played varsity baseball and got a significant amount of playing time. Many people consider me a successful baseball player. Contrary to my success, I began to dread practice and no longer felt the love for the game. Baseball no longer made me happy. This year, I decided that I would no longer continue to play. Despite shock from my parents and peers, the answer was simple: it didn't make me happy. I believe the worst thing I could do is live my life miserably, chasing a goal that when finally achieved, still doesn't make me happy.

Many businessmen have more money than the average person could ever dream of, and some people would say that it's crazy to call these men unsuccessful. However, if they aren't happy, it's crazy to say that they are successful. Oftentimes our society values financial success over true passion. Am I happy? I hope to one day find out what truly does make me happy. It may not be having a huge house or a lot of money, but if I ever wonder whether I am successful or not, I know exactly what question to ask.