My dream job

 My dream job is unusual, I even have a story to prove it.

When I was in pre-kinder they asked us to go as what we wanted to be when we grew up and as usual the rest of the children was a doctor, a singer, a soccer player, even an astronaut and to the surprise of the teachers I was a postman. In my opinion, this is one of the best jobs that exist if it weren't for the poor pay, because if you think about it, they ride bicycles all day, all the neighbors know them and are nice to them, which in my opinion was the better, besides they didn't have to study. Unfortunately I don't have a photo of myself in the costume, but to give you an idea I went with my dad's black windbreaker and his briefcase, as well as my bicycle with letters in its basket 

This dream lasted until I was 12 years old, when I changed my plan and wanted to be a dentist and have a mobile office, where I could reach distant towns and help people, but then I knew that I would be disgusted if people came to me with dirty teeth. So this dream didn't last long.

Finally, programs like city tour where they talk about architecture began to attract my attention and there I noticed my love for the history of places and the curiosity of what had happened in certain buildings and that's how I got to this career, already that I discovered that I wanted to dedicate myself to the restoration of these buildings.