When I was younger I always knew that I wanted to help and care for people when I got older. I was given this idea because I was around health care providers. My grandma was a nurse and my aunt and mom are currently nurses, so I was surrounded by loving and caring people all my life. My mom used to tell me that I would play doctor with all my stuffed animals and dolls and be so gentle and kind with them like they were actual human beings. My mom never put any pressure on me to go into the same profession as her; she just wanted me to do something that would make me happy. I knew from then on that I wanted to become a health care professional. I also knew that this would be something that I would have to do on my own to achieve my goals. A lot of hard work would have to come into play so that I could go to a good school and get into a program.
The first question that came to my mind was, “What do I want to be? A nurse, a doctor?” I really hadn’t explored my options very much yet and I was eager to learn more. At my high school there was a class where I could go and shadow health care professionals and receive credit for the class. Most of the students applied for the class so they could leave school for a few hours and be able to eat lunch in Evansville. For me this class was a great opportunity and I was really excited to get into this program. I was very pleased to find out that I made the grades and my essay was good enough that I could be a part of this group. It was a lot of hard work of making good grades in my biology and chemistry classes. I studied even more for tests and made sure that I did everything to get an A in these classes. It was almost like a little incentive to get good grades. Writing is definitely not my strong point, so it was something that I had to work extra hard to do well at.
After going to the hospital and following different people in different professions, I finally figured out that I wanted to become an Occupational Therapist. I knew that his profession was for me after shadowing. I was so excited to finally figure what I wanted to do. My next step was to find a university that was right for me. This again was going to be hard work. I would have to find the right school and then make sure that my SAT and ACT scores would be good enough to get into a good college. Then I would have to go through the application and accepting process. I was starting to feel scared and overwhelmed by all of these thoughts. There were deadlines and tests and more tests. I knew that this was what I wanted to do and that I would do everything I could to achieve this goal. I studied and studied for my exams and applied to the school that I wanted to go to for my major.
With hard work and drive I was accepted to the school that I wanted to go to, USI and major in Occupational Therapy. I will apply to the Occupational Therapy program in January and I hope to make it into the program. I am working to get good grades and complete my prerequisites that I need. I am on my way to my dream job and it was something that I had to pursue on my own. I have learned a lot about myself from this experience and that I can do anything that I put my mind to and with hard work and determination.
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