Why I Am Choosing to Become a Paralegal My great and glorious career never manifested. After obtaining a degree in English, I spent years working in unfulfilling jobs that did not play to my strengths. No matter how many questions I asked during the interview, I somehow managed to find positions where there were either no real growth opportunity or serious, internal company problems. I knew I would one day go back to school for some type of more specialized training; however, being a person of diverse interests, I could not decide which interest would sustain me in the long run. The solution to my career crisis came in an unexpected way.
My road to becoming a Nurse Practitioner has been a very enlightening one. As a child and young adult if you ever told me I would end up being a nurse I would have laughed. I had no desire to being involved in the care of others. I hated the site of blood or any other trauma. I married young and was going to be a stay at home mom while I decided what else I wanted to do with my life.
Until the question arose, “How can I be a positive influence for my children if I have given up on the goals I had set for myself?” I could not. After coming to this realization, I began to idealize who it was I wanted to be. At this time in my life, becoming a nurse had never crossed my mind. Circumstances led me to nursing school at the age of 25 years old with three young children. It is ironic how many times I heard “I always knew you were going to be a nurse,” from all of my family and friends when I had never even considered nursing as a career.
It took me about two weeks to get used to being in such a hot and dry place. Once everyone was used to everything, me and the other mechanics got our trucks ready for the drive to Baghdad; since I was a mechanic there was a lot of long days making sure everything was ok for the long road trip. Then the day came for us to drive to Baghdad it was on July 5th we left Kuwait, and it was going to be a two day trip to make to where we were going . I had no clue what to expect when I got there, so it was a total shock to see how these people were living. They had whole families living in a little mud shack that was no bigger than 10 by 10 feet, and there were
What wasn’t normal was that she was sad, very sad. I had never seen my grandmother cry, that I could remember, and even worse I had no idea why she was crying. Now I can’t believe she didn’t cry more. Then she went to the hospital for a long time for various surgeries, and plans on what to do next. My brother and I stayed at my Grandpa’s house most of the time she was up there mostly only going home to sleep and get ready for school the next day, it was weird and confusing but my grandpa was good at getting our minds off of things and keeping our spirits up when he needed to.
Being a mother has been truly a wakeup call and a sincere motivation to continue my education. Like many other children my sweet baby girl does not like the doctor, while waiting in the room for the doctor to come she asked me “mommy why are you not a doctor? This way we would never have to come here” while I smiled and nodded to her with a response that mommy would be one day, it just hit me hard like never before that I must take some action soon before it is too late, not that she mentioned to me she wanted me to be a doctor but it has been my desire to become a nurse one day since I was a little girl, her words were just a add on and touched me deeply. I have a great sense of humor and great personality. I am easy to get along with and a hard working mother that works hard to raise a child
I was overly excited and nervous at the same time, preparing for my first year of college. I would be away from home with no adult supervision and the “college life” scene would be all new to me. Since I would be living on my own without my mom by my side as a reminder, I was responsible to make sure all the proper paperwork was completed and submitted on time in order for me to sign up for my first semester of classes and start college. At work I spent my lunch breaks making phone calls to the Veterans Department, each call patiently waiting to speak to a human after repeating responding to a robot on the line just to make sure all my documents was being processed such as my veteran educational benefits. College was a new start all over again.
Through her students, Mother Teresa met many family’s and learned about their poor medical care. Many families of her students had very little of no income. Disease had attacked the head of their households and left them with very little. Thousands of people died each year due to the lack of medical care then and now. Poverty grew and Mother Teresa knew she had to do something more.
Literacy Narrative Readings I have always dreamed of having a job in the law field but going to school has been a struggle for me ever since I was younger. I was the type of child that always stayed to myself, also known as the loner. My grandparents raised me and they were always at work so I never got any help with any of the work I would struggle on. So as most children with parents like mine I did not do very well. I started to flunk high school and started hanging out with the wrong crowd.
Then we went back home and my stomach was still aching. My stomach ached so much that I couldn’t even go to school for a week. After staying at home for one week my parents took me to another doctor because they had a feeling that my stomach ache wasn’t just a stomach ache. After the doctor examined my body, the doctor said that I suffered from appendicitis. The next morning at seven o’clock I had an appendectomy at Bungsu Hospital.