Micari had known what she wanted to do with her life since she was a freshling, she had moved to the bellow with her twin when she was a freshling so they would have a chance to grow up in a society where they could be whatever they wanted to be. Micari wanted to open her own business when she grew up and when she was little it didn't seem like the elves would let the goblins have that kind of future in the above. Micari didn't want to be a servant like her parents. She respected them for their hard work but she wanted more out of life than a maid outfit and staying out of the spotlight her whole life. She also wanted to share her culture with others which was frowned on by most of her people. Micari wanted to change the way others saw goblins, she might be crazy in the view of some goblins but it was what she wanted and how she wanted to live her life. She smiled as she started to pack up her room in the junior dorm she was ready to grow up and move on to the senior dorm to senior class and then to the community college or university she needed to learn what she needed to learn to cook and learn what she needed or find who she needed to help her reach her dream. She was shotting for the moon and hopefully, she would find some yummy cheese for her cooking.
