Student essay written in en (native language: English, CEFR level: C1, field of study: Arts)

I remember during the confinement during the pandemic of Covid-19 in 2020 I was watching the news with my mother on the television while sitting on the couch, as we did a lot as we couldnt go outside. And we saw a program where they had discovered many ancient tombs in Paris and managed to dig them out to study them and get them in a museum for everyone to see. I simply said I would love to do that. And something resonated with my mother and she instantly took it very seriously. It was a time in my life where nothing really made sense to me, there was this abstract disease out there and we were stuck inside all the time, and I was a freshman (even though in Paris we are still in middle school). I had just moved back from Paris before we got into lockdown, I had started to make friends and then everything stopped, it was a very weird feeling and I think my mother was really excited I had finally found something to look forward to.
I always found history, especially ancient history interesting, and archaeology as well, but no one ever really talks about it as a job so i had never thought that i could study it. Especially that in my school in Paris everyone was very prestigious and dreamt of becoming a cardiologist when they were just 11. So i had installed an idea in my mind that i had to have a super prestigious job, well, prestigious to them, because to me there is nothing more prestigious than art and protecting our heritage that binds us all together.
So when my mother started looking into ways i could go into history of arts and archaeology i was quite surprised, but very excited. It was at that time that she found the License i am in now, it is a bit weird now that i think about it that i have been planning to be here for four years.
But it has been a wild ride, no one ever takes seriously the arts, or history either to be honest. People always tell me being an archaeologist isnt like Alex Dupont you know?. I find this very offensive first of all, like they think i am completely disconnected from reality like a five year old that sees something on TV and think it is real. Also, who would want to be Alex Dupont? Running around the forest, getting shot at by nazis and native tribes trying to kill you? No thank you. I looked up many videos of archaeologists talking about their job and saying how complicated it is, how you need to be out there for hours on end, rain, cold, sun and all and keep working, your body is sore and sometimes you dont find anything. Which worried me a lot, I am not a very athletic person, so felt discouraged by this for a long time, my father also added salt to the wound by reminding me of this. But slowly I got confidence in myself and realized, I might not be very athletic but I am very determined and stubborn es, especially when people underestimate me and tell me not to do something. And I found plan Bs and Cs, I figured that I dont need to be an archaeologist forever, and I am interested in many things other than that. I thought I could get training as a field archaeologist (as I am starting to do this summer as I have my first fieldwork internship for a month) while I was young and then slowly climb up the latter and maybe run fieldworks, or work in museums as well.
Being sick most of my high school years prevented me from accomplishing my sometimes-too-high ambitions, like prpa or cole du Louvre, but it actually turned out for the best as I found out recently that those trainings only prepare you for museums in Paris. And I am not quite sure i want to stay in Paris. My mother, even if she is originally French, worked all my life to give me opportunities in English, she has talked to me in English all my life even when my American father was so against it, she is the one that made sure I was recognized as an American which means I have been considered an American citizen living abroad since I was five and I have the shiny blue and gold passport to prove it. She pays for the entirety of the Paris trips to go renew said passport so I can go to Paris and visit my aunts, uncles and cousins whenever I want. And I can even vote. She might be where I get my determination, and as she always made me believe that I could do anything I want I will always have her support.
So knowing I have all these opportunities, it feels restrictive to just learn about art kept in Paris, I could go wherever since English is spoken everywhere. I could go to Paris, or Paris and work at the British Museum.
The real dream would be to live in Paris, I havent been there yet and it is kind of clich to be interested in Ancient Greece but I have always felt a strange connection to Ancient Greece and their mythology, ever since first heard about it in Fifth Grade. I am planning of doing a masters in Paris called AMMOE, which from what I remember is Archologie des Mondes Mediterannens, Orientaux et Egyptiens. Which is exactly everything that interests me. I really want to go to Paris and Paris, Paris, Paris and so many more countries.
I realize as I am getting older that I have so many possibilities and want to live life to the fullest and the world is too big not to see as much as we can.