My dream job

One Christmas I received a telescope. I was eight years old, I never seemed
to notice the Moon or the stars, my only encounter with astrology being
“Despicable me” where Gru tried to steal our only natural satellite. At first I was a
little confused as to why my parents decided to buy me something that I wasn’t
quite interested in. Looking back, I know they were scheming something. This
present spent a quarter of its life in our attic, until I discovered it by accident. I still
wonder why my dad didn’t give it to anyone else, since I never used it, but I will
always be thankful he didn’t.
On a sunny day in July, I went upstairs to get something for my mom when I
stumbled upon the box with the telescope. I recalled that I had never used it so I
decided to give it a try. That night there were no clouds in the sky and I could see
the moon quite clearly. I was astonished, because I had never seen anything so
beautiful. This is when I discovered my love for space. This is the job of my
dreams. I decided at that moment that I want to work on the Moon.