For me, this poem symbolises my life.
After high-school, I went on to become a teacher. I loved English and wanted to share my passion with the next generation. Unfortunately, being a teacher was not for me. I didn’t have the patience to deal with 12 – 15 year olds. RESPECT to all the teachers in the world who have to try to teach kids who couldn’t care less, day in day out. I couldn’t do it.
So I quit. There are days when I regret that decision but most of the time, I’m okay with it.
Immediately after leaving, I was faced with a choice, there were two roads I could choose: 1) Study something else 2) Start working.
I decided to start working and ended up at a bookstore where I worked for three years. My instinct told me that when you work and try hard enough, you’ll get there in the end. My instinct hadn’t counted on the economic crisis, so when I lost my job, things were very difficult for a while. I had only given birth to my daughter 6 months earlier and had no degree, which seemed to be the only thing employers cared about. Eventually, I took a Management Assistant course and did a couple of short-term jobs to boost my experience. Now, I work fulltime as a Commercial Assistant.
So I took the road less traveled by, because I didn’t continue my education and got a degree like most people do (although it could have made things much easier, we’ll never know). But as the poem says, this choice, it has made all the difference.
What does this poem remind you of?
I’d love to hear you experiences!
About the author and the poem:
Frost spent the years 1912 to 1915 in England, where among his acquaintances was the writer Edward Thomas. Thomas and Frost became close friends and took many walks together. After Frost returned to New Hampshire in 1915, he sent Thomas an advance copy of “The Road Not Taken.” The poem was intended by Frost as a gentle mocking of indecision, particularly the indecision that Thomas had shown on their many walks together. Frost later expressed chagrin that most audiences took the poem more seriously than he had intended; in particular, Thomas took it seriously and personally, and it may have been the last straw in Thomas’ decision to enlist in World War I. Thomas was killed two years later in the Battle of Arras. –Wikipedia
(This makes me feel really bad now…)