Bob the Builder really wanted to be an engineer. Yeah he looks energetic
as he frolics in a world of woodworking pluming and grunt work with his
talking tractor friends and his nice lady friend. But, no he can never be
truly happy. To get this far he had to give up his dream of becoming an
engineer. Why did he surrender his hopes for the money and fame that a TV
show would give him? Why did he sell his soul for all of that money? The
true answer is that it was a lot of money, and who doesn't want to be
famous. Anyway, he is regretting his choices now and is paying it for it
with his happiness. Sure he got the girl, the money, and the fame, but
does he still have the soul he had as a lad when he dreamed of designing
new machinery and making things more efficient. Can he really look himself
in the mirror, when he wakes up, hops out of his huge bed, and walks into
his bathroom, which by the way, is most likely the size of your living room
or bigger. Can he concentrate on his life knowing that he has to come home
to his huge house and mounds of money? The answer is yes, of course he can
look at himself, he doesn't have a neck problem and he isn't blind. His
pills take care of the concentrating, and he is in a related field. And
one day, just maybe Farmer Pickles will need a new tractor designed.
as he frolics in a world of woodworking pluming and grunt work with his
talking tractor friends and his nice lady friend. But, no he can never be
truly happy. To get this far he had to give up his dream of becoming an
engineer. Why did he surrender his hopes for the money and fame that a TV
show would give him? Why did he sell his soul for all of that money? The
true answer is that it was a lot of money, and who doesn't want to be
famous. Anyway, he is regretting his choices now and is paying it for it
with his happiness. Sure he got the girl, the money, and the fame, but
does he still have the soul he had as a lad when he dreamed of designing
new machinery and making things more efficient. Can he really look himself
in the mirror, when he wakes up, hops out of his huge bed, and walks into
his bathroom, which by the way, is most likely the size of your living room
or bigger. Can he concentrate on his life knowing that he has to come home
to his huge house and mounds of money? The answer is yes, of course he can
look at himself, he doesn't have a neck problem and he isn't blind. His
pills take care of the concentrating, and he is in a related field. And
one day, just maybe Farmer Pickles will need a new tractor designed.
