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4 Dangerous Misunderstandings about Financial Freedom
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“Weh yuh mean teacha?” “So weh yuh go a Georgetown fah?”
I attempt to survive this intense, pointed questioning from my dad.
The trigger?
My not so lucrative post-graduate career choice.
May 2000. Bachelor’s Degree. Georgetown University.
Elementary School Teacher. (How could I?)
Dad’s voice again.
“Weh yuh mean teacha?” “So weh yuh go a Georgetown fah?”
Now I’m facing these doubts that (always ready and waiting on the sidelines) seem ready for yet another hostile takeover.
Maybe I was making a terrible mistake. Why hadn’t I gone to business school or chosen a more lucrative career? Had I been selfish in taking my career counselor’s advice to just follow my passion?
I again feel the intense impact of the double-edged sword that so many immigrants carry. Immense gratitude for these golden opportunities. And an unspoken fear of possibly squandering them.
