Aggression
Sometimes you look back at where you come from and how things seem to repeat over the time. When I started the first year at school, probably at the age of five, I used to spend my time on drawing and writing – just like all of the kids do at this age.
Yet, even then I was always facing a some level of concern. I did not use crayons like most of the kids did at the time. Instead of that I passionately used to draw cars, helicopters and trucks using rulers and pencils. At the time I wasn’t interested in drawing the most colourful drawing in the group, however I relied on calculations of centimeters, getting the perfect angles in order to create drawings with a level of technical detail, which no other kid followed.
My drawing passion faced some sympathy from the teachers and a great level of critisism from other pupils. As far as I remember, no one ignored the drawings. Most of the pupils didn’t see a benefit in drawing constructions with an attention to detail I was attaching. Somehow they did find it so different, so that it might become distressful for them. Others constantly critisised shortcomings of my technical understanding of the trucks and other construction or just weren’t aware of some of the most detailed elements of the drawings.
Nonetheless, each comment, however painful sometimes, was taken into account and used next day in the next version of the drawing. My drawings were improving as the time passed and more critisism they were facing. Most children used to find the drawings being overly detailed and as shortcomings were addressed more and more of them were challenging me with new concepts or bets on my abilities to draw even more complex drawings of everything ever possible to draw.
As my skills were improving over weeks, I moved on to drawing triple-decker busses, double propelled helicopters and that level of crativity combined with improving abilities to almost specify the concept of vehicles, planes or robots raised even more critisism, doubts about technical feasibility, but most frequently just a lack of understanding why I’m I not splashing colours all over the sheet of paper like any other kid.
Many years after I continue developing my passion of engineering in a form of developing software. Some of the solutions I’ve provided are used by hundreds of users generating serious added value in London’s financial sector. Some of the other solutions are used by several thousands of users, driving people home budgets. Amount of users using my software on a daily basis is growing exponentially. So is my exposure to public debate, critisism or even aggression. The overhead is combined with a massive level of satisfaction and profound pride of my work.