Focusing your life solely on making a buck shows a certain poverty of ambition. It asks too little of yourself.
– President Barack Obama
I know that people don't choose their parents and we all just do our best with whatever cards we are dealt. I understand that Gov. Romney can't be blamed for being born to privilege and, honestly, I sometimes feel for him: for growing up in the shadow of prominent men, needing to live up to their stature and expectations.
But I must say that I do admire Obama for taking the courage and ambition of his parents, their love for books and ideas, their sense of adventure and unwillingness to pursue conventional paths and forging one such path for himself. As an immigrant, I am drawn to that on an almost intuitive level because it mimics my experience of America in so many ways.
I came here with nothing but my parents' love to support me, my memories of a sweet, simple childhood and a vague idea that I, too, somehow mattered in a way that was bigger, brighter than what had been available to me back home at the time. And I felt that there were kind people here in this country who somehow wanted me to get that chance, possibly because somebody had given one to them once. I was poor and clueless and my English was oh-my-god SO BAD. But America was sweet to me and open. And let me believe that I was worthy of chance, unconditionally and without restrictions.
I so wish I could vote for him. I love people with ambition but I admire people with imagination more.