College…is a place where students go to almost directly after high-school, to better their education in a field or practice that would make them certified for a job, or career, and eventually earn enough of an income that would cushion them for the rest of their lives. That’s a simple definition that I, and other high-scholars, college students, teachers, and parents, have. They all make college the number-one priority; the biggest achievement that any person must look forward to and complete, so that they can even stand a chance in this crumbling economy or, even, in this world. There is, however, a complication with this ideal. It may be defined for the general people, but not for the individual person.
He was the most incredible scientist the world has ever seen. Why? The answer is clear: he was something called an Astrophysicist. A scientist.
An astrophysicist is a scientist that looks up into the stars. It doesn’t matter when, or where. The stars were mystifying at night. So beautiful, so many things to constantly count. Until one day, those stars went dark.
When Stephen Hawking was born, he was a visionary. Sure, the kids picked on him, called him a nerd. In fact, it didn’t bother him at all. For he had a dream in his head that he couldn’t stop seeing. When you dream, anything is possible in your head. You imagine things, daydream, and the ideas simply come to life.
I’m a writer. Not that it matters, but just like Stephen Hawking, I had a dream. One thing we have in common is that we are extremely shy people. You’ve seen those nerds before. Always wearing black, making ugly faces, but no one knew that someone out there was secretly, secretly judging them. Jealously? Hah! I think not.