 What is one potential moral of this story?
The theater is full of beginners a year and even two years younger than I am, and girls of my age have lots of acting credits already. “None of them is as fascinating as acting to me,” Peggy replied, “and none of them is nearly as important to my life.” We think you’re wonderful, but the theater is full of young girls whose parents thought they were the most talented things alive; girls who won all kinds of applause in high-school and college plays; girls who have everything except luck. You may be one of these girls, and if you are, we want you to be prepared for it. I don’t see how you could miss being the biggest success ever—but I’m your father, not a Broadway critic or a play producer, and I could be wrong. All I ask is that you finish college and get a teacher’s certificate so that you can always find useful work if you have to. What I want to prove in this year is that I can act. “Peg, your mother and I are cautious only because we love you so much and want what’s going to make you happy. Before I came out here to Rockport to edit the Eagle , I worked as a reporter on one of the best papers in New York. Its 16,500 people supported good schools, an excellent library, and two good movie houses. And of course, all of this was in addition to the usual growing-up pleasures of swimming and sailing, movie dates, and formal dances—everything that a girl could want. Peggy had lived all her life here, knew every tree-shaded street, every country road, field, lake, and stream. All of her friends were here, friends she had known since her earliest baby days. It was not any dissatisfaction with her life, her friends, or her home that made Peggy want to leave Rockport. To the bright lights, speeding taxis, glittering towers of a make-believe movie-set New York? Or would it be something different, something like the dreary side-street world of failure and defeat that she had also seen in movies? 9 II Dramatic Decision Upstairs at the Wilsons’, Peggy found Jean swathed in bath towels, washing her long, straight red hair, which was now white with lather and piled up in a high, soapy knot. 10 After a brisk rubdown with one towel, Jean rolled another dry towel around her head like an Indian turban.
 Believing in yourself and advocating for yourself can open doors.
 Believing in yourself and advocating for yourself can open doors.  Pursuing one's dream is difficult and often involves too much risk.  Acting as a career should be more well respected because of how difficult it is to enter the industry.  Sometimes dreams prevent you from enjoying what's right in front of you.