There’s a saying that goes something along the lines of if you put a gold fish in a small bowl, it will remain small, where as if you put a small gold fish in a large bowl, or even a pond, the small gold fish will no longer be small, but instead grow larger.
Having grown up in a small town, I couldn’t help but be the small fish in the small bowl. Often times I felt as though I’d been stunted and unable to grow. I knew though that given chance to be put in a bigger bowl, that I would become a bigger fish. So I studied abroad my junior year of high school and grew to be a very large fish. Yet as we all know, all good things must come to an end. My junior year of high school ended, and I, the big fish, moved back into a small bowl. If I’d felt stunted before, just imagine how I must have felt then.
I feel like every time I move out to a bigger bowl, its always back to the small bowl eventually. Now though, it’s been two years since I’ve lived in my small bowl, and I’m really excited about everything I have now, in my big bowl. I love the bigger fish that swim with me, and the small fish that teach me great lessons.
Even with smaller and bigger fish than me, I love my bowl, and everything about it.