When I was growing up I knew a girl who wanted to be a marine biologist. (Alas, we lost touch after high school, so I’m not sure if she ever did attain that goal.) When we were kids she was the only person I knew with that dream, but as I got older I discovered an awful lot of people whose childhood goal had been to become oceanographers of some sort. It seems it isn’t as unusual of a dream as I thought.
And, I’ve discovered, there’s a common thread amongst people who wanted to be oceanographers as kids and ended up doing something else instead:
They get seasick.
Not just puke-up-the-dinner-once-and-then-you’re-okay seasick, like me. I mean terribly, violently ill.
I have a friend who used to be a marine tech at a Famous Institute of Oceanography. It was her dream. She did stuff with submersibles. As long as she was down below the surface of the water, she was fine; but when she was on the ship, she was so busy puking up her guts that she literally could not function. Needless to say, she’s now doing freshwater environmental chemistry.
Of all the things that could derail a childhood dream, it’s kinda sad to be stopped by an issue as mundane as seasickness.