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<blockquote data-quote="Naofumi" data-source="post: 47437" data-attributes="member: 39">of the self-made man led him to the idea that his son should follow thesame calling-and if possible, to rise even higher. Moreover, this idea wasstrengthened by the consideration that the results of his own life&#039;s workput him in a position to aid his son&#039;s advancement in the same career.It was simply inconceivable to him that I might reject that which hadmeant everything in life to him. My father&#039;s decision was simple, definite,and clear. In his eyes, it was something to be taken for granted. A man ofsuch a nature, who had become domineering by reason of his own hardstruggles, could not think of allowing inexperienced and irresponsibleyoung men to choose their own careers.To act in such a way, where the future of his own son was concerned,would have been a grave and reprehensible weakness in the exercise ofparental authority and responsibility; it was something utterly incompatiblewith his characteristic sense of duty.And yet tlligs had to tum out differently.1.3 NEVER A CIVIL SERVANT . . .For the first time in my life-I was then 1 1 years old-I felt myselfforced into open opposition. No matter how hard and determined my fathermight be about putting his own plans and opinions into action, I was noless obstinate in rejecting an idea that didn&#039;t appeal to me at all.I wouldn&#039;t become a civil servant.Neither persuasion nor &#039;serious&#039; warnings could break down thatopposition. I would not, on any account, become a state official. All theattempts that my father made to arouse in me a love for that profession, byenvisioning his own career for me, had only the opposite effect. It nauseatedme to think that one day I might be chained to an office desk, and that Icouldn&#039;t control my own time but would be forced to spend the whole ofmy life filling out forms.One can imagine what kind of thoughts such a prospect aroused in themind of a young man who was by no means &#039;good&#039; in the usual sense ofthat term!The ridiculously easy school tasks that we were given made it possiblefor me to spend far more time outdoors than at home. Today-when mypolitical opponents pry into my life with diligent scrutiny, as far back asthe days of my boyhood, so as to finally be able to prove what dirty tricks</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Naofumi, post: 47437, member: 39"] of the self-made man led him to the idea that his son should follow the same calling-and if possible, to rise even higher. Moreover, this idea was strengthened by the consideration that the results of his own life's work put him in a position to aid his son's advancement in the same career. It was simply inconceivable to him that I might reject that which had meant everything in life to him. My father's decision was simple, definite, and clear. In his eyes, it was something to be taken for granted. A man of such a nature, who had become domineering by reason of his own hard struggles, could not think of allowing inexperienced and irresponsible young men to choose their own careers. To act in such a way, where the future of his own son was concerned, would have been a grave and reprehensible weakness in the exercise of parental authority and responsibility; it was something utterly incompatible with his characteristic sense of duty. And yet tlligs had to tum out differently. 1.3 NEVER A CIVIL SERVANT . . . For the first time in my life-I was then 1 1 years old-I felt myself forced into open opposition. No matter how hard and determined my father might be about putting his own plans and opinions into action, I was no less obstinate in rejecting an idea that didn't appeal to me at all. I wouldn't become a civil servant. Neither persuasion nor 'serious' warnings could break down that opposition. I would not, on any account, become a state official. All the attempts that my father made to arouse in me a love for that profession, by envisioning his own career for me, had only the opposite effect. It nauseated me to think that one day I might be chained to an office desk, and that I couldn't control my own time but would be forced to spend the whole of my life filling out forms. One can imagine what kind of thoughts such a prospect aroused in the mind of a young man who was by no means 'good' in the usual sense of that term! The ridiculously easy school tasks that we were given made it possible for me to spend far more time outdoors than at home. Today-when my political opponents pry into my life with diligent scrutiny, as far back as the days of my boyhood, so as to finally be able to prove what dirty tricks [/QUOTE]

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