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    • The Road Not Taken
    • The Road Not Taken

      Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
      And sorry I could not travel both
      And be one traveler, long I stood
      And looked down one as far as I could
      To where it bent in the undergrowth;

      Then took the other, as just as fair,
      And having perhaps the better claim
      Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
      Though as for that the passing there
      Had worn them really about the same,

      And both that morning equally lay
      In leaves no step had trodden black.
      Oh, I marked the first for another day!
      Yet knowing how way leads on to way
      I doubted if I should ever come back.

      I shall be telling this with a sigh
      Somewhere ages and ages hence:
      Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
      I took the one less traveled by,
      And that has made all the difference.

      Robert Frost

      My favorite poem is The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. For some reason this poem has always called out to me. This poem just speaks to me in some way. Every since I was little I have kind of always done what I was told to. I followed all the rules and never did anything wrong. Now when it was time for me to apply to colleges and university for some reason every member of my family really thought I was going to spend the first two years in a community college and then transfer to a four year college or university to become an architect. Don't get me wrong I love architecture, I really do. It's just not what I want to do for the rest of my life. When I told them I was going to a four year college to study Biology, well they just had a ball with that one. Not literally a ball. Then they started getting all these ideas about me becoming a teacher like all my aunts. Now that's just insane. I want to be a doctor. Do something completely different then all the other people in my family. My two other cousins did something different too. One became an engineer and the other an anthropologist. We took the road less traveled. We deviated from the norm. This poem reminds me every day that it doesn't matter if everyone thinks I won't be able to become a doctor, I know I can and I know I will. I made a difference and that is all that matters.

  • Comments

    xenophobia22 said:
    I remember that poem from college... It makes an implication, that it is better to follow your heart, instead of folowing others blindly. Having the freedom of choice, is what we all strive for. Thank you for sharing this poem...
    posted over 2 years ago