A reason to believe: Carlos
'What am I supposed to do? It seems like everyone else knows what they want to do. And I have no clue.' His mind raced as day after day passed by with no clearer clue as to what he should do. He wanted to take some time off before going to college, he didn't want to waste time when he didn't know what to do. And everything seemed so trivial after being a power ranger. He was conflicted. So he did what he always did when he needed his advice. He sought out his grandfather.
"Carlos, you know there is not one path for everyone. You cannot do what your friend TJ does or be what your friend Cassie is." He gently reminded him. "What do you like to do?" He asked rhetorically, leaving a few moments for his grandson to think. "You have spent two years of your life doing things for others, do something for yourself. Do something that will make you happy." Were his last words before Carlos left.
What did I do before becoming a power ranger? He thought to himself as he tried to recall. I used to play soccer and mentor younger kids. He reminded himself. As he walked home he spotted a flyer on a telephone pole, declaring tryouts for the national soccer team. 'Wow.' Carlos thought. 'That would be cool, traveling and playing soccer.' He debated about going to tryouts since he had been off the team for two years. If there was something he learned from being a power ranger though, was that nothing worthwhile came without hard work.
As he threw himself into intense workouts the two weeks before the tryouts, Carlos felt himself believing that he could do it. He wasn't as rusty as he feared he would be. The skills were still there, and the endurance would come in time. And when the tryouts came, he felt he had a good chance to make the squad based on his performance.
'Whatever happens, happens.' He tried to calm himself down as he went to the Surf Spot to check out the roster list. He quickly scanned down the list. There it was. Carlos Vargas. He couldn't believe it.
"Well?" A familiar voice asked hopefully from behind him. He turned and nodded and she threw her arms around him. "I knew you could do it Carlos." Ashley encouraged him.
"So did I." He said confidently as they went to celebrate.
'What am I supposed to do? It seems like everyone else knows what they want to do. And I have no clue.' His mind raced as day after day passed by with no clearer clue as to what he should do. He wanted to take some time off before going to college, he didn't want to waste time when he didn't know what to do. And everything seemed so trivial after being a power ranger. He was conflicted. So he did what he always did when he needed his advice. He sought out his grandfather.
"Carlos, you know there is not one path for everyone. You cannot do what your friend TJ does or be what your friend Cassie is." He gently reminded him. "What do you like to do?" He asked rhetorically, leaving a few moments for his grandson to think. "You have spent two years of your life doing things for others, do something for yourself. Do something that will make you happy." Were his last words before Carlos left.
What did I do before becoming a power ranger? He thought to himself as he tried to recall. I used to play soccer and mentor younger kids. He reminded himself. As he walked home he spotted a flyer on a telephone pole, declaring tryouts for the national soccer team. 'Wow.' Carlos thought. 'That would be cool, traveling and playing soccer.' He debated about going to tryouts since he had been off the team for two years. If there was something he learned from being a power ranger though, was that nothing worthwhile came without hard work.
As he threw himself into intense workouts the two weeks before the tryouts, Carlos felt himself believing that he could do it. He wasn't as rusty as he feared he would be. The skills were still there, and the endurance would come in time. And when the tryouts came, he felt he had a good chance to make the squad based on his performance.
'Whatever happens, happens.' He tried to calm himself down as he went to the Surf Spot to check out the roster list. He quickly scanned down the list. There it was. Carlos Vargas. He couldn't believe it.
"Well?" A familiar voice asked hopefully from behind him. He turned and nodded and she threw her arms around him. "I knew you could do it Carlos." Ashley encouraged him.
"So did I." He said confidently as they went to celebrate.