This is where she has to pick which subjects she wants to study during the remainder of her school years.
Obviously, it’s wise to pick not only subjects that one might be interested in, but ones that are going to help you on your chosen career path, once you leave school.
Problem is, Amelia – like so many kids of her age – has absolutely no idea of what she wants to do when it’s time for her to leave school and get a job.
I always knew what I wanted to do when I grew up, and I remember the ‘Careers Officer’ visiting our school and we all got to spend ten minutes with him on a one-to-one basis.
“Ahh, young Masher. Come in and sit down. Now tell me, what do you want to do when you leave school?”
“I want to be an astronaut, sir.”
“An astronaut eh? Erm, right, let’s see now… ahh, what about banking? I see you are quite good at maths.”
“No sir, I want to be an astronaut. I want to travel to the stars.”
“I think it rather unlikely, boy. No-one from this school has ever gone on to be an astronaut before. Or even an airplane pilot, for that matter. I urge you to consider banking. It’s a bloody good job. Lots of perks.”
“Right, I’ll put you down for banking then. NEXT!”
Obviously, I never went into banking. And, thanks to my flat feet, I never become an astronaut. But my love of electronics set me on a career path that would see me alright for the next forty years.
Unless Amelia can set herself a similar vision, she’s going to end up joining the Army or marrying in to money.
And neither of those worked for me.