Kiddie dreams about future profession Could somebody correct my mistakes in this text? I will be grateful! When I was a child I wanted to be a vet. As I remember now it was one of my first intentions in the sphere of professions. I very loved animals and actually I do now, but at that time taking care of animals seemed to me the prettiest thing in the world. I was reading books about wild life during all the childhood, growing up with the stories of Ernest Thompson Seton and Jack London, watching documentaries about savanna’s lions or Australian crocodiles. That’s why I started to dream of a zooilogist job eventually. I had a romantic desire to discover new species, to explore nature all over the earth and to live side by side with amazing creatures. But an elementary chemic course at school showed up the fact me and chemistry won’t get along. So, at that point my naive kiddie dreams crushed. If ten-years-old-me looked at my nowadays-personality, she would surprise by six years’ experience in the field of journalism. Despite I had been in love with writing since I had learnt how to hold a pen and how to differ one letter from another. As well as I established myself as a zoo specialist, I imagined myself as a writer and played with this idea a lot. But I didn’t ever think about career in journalism. It found me itself and now it’s probably the best thing I can do.