Baby at the Job

Ever since I was as tall as a ruler or two, I've wanted to become a police officer.
To be honest with you, the flashing headlights and astounding sirens were the first thing that got to me. But hey, why not paramedics? Fire-fighters? Well, for some reason, I loved to see those red and blue lights flashing 50 meters away from the car I wished I was in.

A few years later, in grade 5 or 6, I was offered to partake in the "cop-for-a-day" event at my school. I can truly say I had two birthdays that year, haha!

I do have a feeling of accomplishment, presently speaking. I've stuck to my goal and dream and astonishingly enough, I still want and dream to become a police officer (for more reasons than simply the headlights and sirens, of course). I've kept my grades high and physical capabilities strengthened, which eased my acceptance into the police program at John Abbott College, another step forward.

Who knows; maybe in a few years, I'll be giving you a ticket.