A 9-Year-Old's Bad Day

Hi, my name is Jaime I’m 9 years old and today I have a really bad day. It starts with my parents. Both of my parents work a lot, but it makes sense then both of them work with people’s health my mom works at a nurse and my dad work as a physiotherapist. but let's get to my day I woke up at 06:00 to be able to get ready for school I put on the same clothes as I usually do a pair of trousers and a shirt also of course my patent leather shoes after I got dressed I went downstairs to my mother who was on her way out the door on her way to work I say goodbye I also go into the kitchen I can smell the waffles that our assistant is making for me with fruit and syrup but at school I had to have English math’s and music, I'm not a big fan of English and math’s because I think it's boring but I love music because it's something I'm interested in now I play the violin myself in my spare time so enough us a big part why I love music so much but after school I go home on the school bus and I know both my parents are at home and they wanted to talk to me about education and just hate so much when we have to talk about uneducation because they wanted me must something that I don't even want to talk about when I'm 9 years old. But if I had to say a dream I would like when I grow up I would like to become a conductor but my parents wanted me in a completely different direction they wanted me to follow in the family's footsteps as a dentist, nurse, doctor, physiotherapist or something in that style, but I just don't want to so here is a little message for people who think that rich people are the happiest people, so now my parents earn well over millions and try to live a perfect life there is no perfect life in some families but everyone tries anyway and I know many who have someone much bigger terms than I have who has much less money so hope it can help people look inwards