When did you figure out what you wanted to be when you got older? Are you still asking yourself that question? Not only is it hard for people to figure out what they want in life, but to ask what you want to be? That is one of the hardest questions you have been asked. I figured out what my passion was at the age of thirteen. Biomedical engineer isn’t in many thirteen year olds’ vocabularies, so how did it end up in mine?
In the seventh grade, we were required to take life science with one of the oldest teachers in the school, Mr. Tuseth. He was kind of an intimidating man to us little kids. Towering over us at the height of 6’5, none of us thought about acting out. He had short gray hair and glasses with frames too small for his face. He wore khaki pants that seemed to be too short for him, a wrinkled white button-up shirt, and maroon neck tie. He had a scar on his face in the shape of a large fish hook.
As the first bell rang, all of us filed into the classroom as he stood at his desk watching us. He had a clipboard in his hand and was making marks that made us all curious. The four minutes passed between bells and then, the second had rang. As soon as the ringing stopped, he slammed his clipboard into the desk and said, “If you are talking when that bell rings, you get a ding. If you are not seated when that bell rings, you get a ding. After 3 dings, detention.” As a seventh grader, those words were the scariest words you could hear. Detention was the ultimate
It was at this moment that I knew what I wanted to do with my life. I had let down so many people including myself by listening to those around me and by doing what they wanted me to do. I never really did something that made me happy. I was always trying to keep the people I love, happy. Call me selfish but I need to do something for myself for once. I tried to fulfill what my mother wanted me to become. Priesthood was not for me. Those long days praying were a bit too long, not knowing when I could take a break from something that was just plain boring. The one thing I knew for sure was that I was tired of it. It was something that I did not wish to do anymore. Maybe a personal experience at church on a Sunday was more for me. I gave up on my mother’s dream for me and I knew I had let her down but I knew she wanted me to be happy when she told me, “Antonio, I know you are unhappy with the decision that you made at this point in your life. This action you took was because of me and I understand that know. It is not your job to keep me happy, you must first be happy yourself. Pursuit and chase the dreams that you have, not the ones that I had for you.” Letting my mother down was one of the hardest things that I could have done. She said it was not my job to keep her happy but as a child she would be the one to keep me happy and I had hoped I could return the favor and do the same. I understand that she wants the best for me, but I do not understand why I had to be caught in
A few years back, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. I was interested in so many different careers that it made it very difficult for me to decide which one I wanted to pursue. I had explored several options online as well as through job shadowing experiences. After an in depth examination of multiple careers, I see myself as a biomedical engineer above all the other options. Everything about the career really intrigues me. It is something that I could see myself doing for the rest of my life.
How old were you when you decided what you wanted to be when grew up and what helped you make that decision? Well for me, it was easy. When I was in the seventh grade my brother was put into the hospital three different times for Pneumonia which is an infection that inflames the air sacs and can cause the lungs to fill with fluid. This can be extremely dangerous especially if it occurs repetitively in a five year old, which was how old my brother was at the time. We spent a total of eighteen days in the hospital as my brother was receiving treatment and recovering. It was then that I decided I wanted to become a registered nurse and work in the medical field.
When I took my first biology class my freshman year of high school, I knew that I wanted to aim for a career in the field of science, I just couldn't decide exactly what I wanted to do. It wasn't until my first anatomy class my junior year that I fell in love with the study of the human body, and figured out exactly what I wanted to become: a surgeon. I chose this as my career not only because of my love for anatomy, but also because I was infatuated with the idea that I could save people's lives every day and because I shared that same interest in medicine.
During high school, we were forced to look at different careers and fields of study weekly. I had known that the STEM field was most appropriate for me. I was all in on being an engineer of some sort, but after taking an engineering class, I quickly changed my mind. Then I thought about math and physics. I did very well in math and physics just applied those skills. However, I found them to be quite boring after a while. So, within the last year, I have been looking more seriously into chemistry of biology. Chemistry was my favorite high school
Have you thought of what you want to be when you grow up..? If not, you should soon begin to think of something you would want to do when you grow up that holds your interest. Your choice may change as you grow up but, try to keep a steady one. Make a goal/dream and pursue it. If you said yes then, you're headed on the right track if you try and do what's needed to reach your goal. When I grow up I want to be a doctor. I enjoy helping people and making people happy. The career I want to pursue in when I'm older is a doctor,
Growing up, I never really knew what I wanted to be. It always involved helping others but I never quite knew exactly what that was. I gravitated towards the medical field as I became older and I knew that was the field for me, but did not know what specifically in it was a possibility was for me.
I’ve always known that I wanted to be in the medical field. The question was, was what do I want to become? Throughout the years, it’s changed, a lot. When I first got introduced to the medical field I was five. My mom was taking the EMT class at the time and when she would come home from class and started making supper I would go through her medical book bag and pull out the stethoscope everyday. Though my career path has changed, my love for the stethoscope has stayed with me. TV shows like Grey’s Anatomy, ER, Chicago Med, and many more has also had an impact on what I wanted to be and do in my adult life. There are also those life experiences that also help you kind of decide also. My first hip surgery was in Kindergarten, and ever
First, I had an interest in genetics and wanted to be a genetic engineer and/or a genetic counsellor. I shadowed a genetic researcher and then knew for sure that I did not want to be a researcher and it made me think of options other than genetics. My mother also told me of a friend whose husband does genetic counseling and said not to do that because it was very sad and had poor effects on their lives. Next, I considered biomedical engineering. I did not know very well what it was about but I thought I would like it and knew it was similar to genetics, as in it worked with the human body. I looked into it a little more and read that it was basically a version of chemical engineering that had less jobs options, so I switched to chemical engineering.
Growing up kids people don’t really think about what they plan to do as an adult. Unless you have a family member in a career that you automatically like or that you’re interested in or maybe your parents want you to follow in their footsteps. 1.Most careers don’t really interest me, but one career that does is an Anesthesiologist. The reason I am interested in this career is you make a lot of money and it seems like an easy job if you know what you’re doing personally I feel like I would like being an Anesthesiologist.
As a child and even as a teenager one tends to make dreams and set goals for life. On occasion these goals are far stretched and sometimes even fairy-tale like, we tend to see life through a rose-colored glass, not taking into account the many sidetracks life throws our way. At that stage in life our goals tend to be less focused and somewhat unreachable. However, the process of growing up, or maturing, tends organized and center our goals, we learn to make compromises and set goals for our goals. There are different types of goals, short term and long term. I have learned to separate the many goals I have into three main categories: family, professional and personal.
When I was growing up, I remember my family situation as extremely chaotic. I was one of eight children and my father and mother had little time to devote to me individually. Most of the time they spent trying to earn enough to support us with their meager resources. I was often called upon to act as a surrogate mother to my siblings. I felt I had little time to develop my own unique perspective and voice when I was very young. Even as a preschooler I remember doing chores to help out at home. However, this situation did foster some positive aspects of my character. I learned to be mature at an early age and gained a sense of competence because of my responsibilities. But I also was taught put the needs of others second to my own. I feel that I did not learn to value my own, legitimate desires to an adequate degree as a young girl and have only recently acquired a true sense of worth [THESIS].
As a very small child I don’t remember too much, but the things that I do remember were seen through a child’s eyes that has made me the person that I am today and I will always have those memory’s with me until my last breath on this earth. In this essay I intend to show how my childhood and adult life to this point has influenced my life, my journey. By utilizing the adult development theories from this class I also intend on showing how they relate to my Life experiences and where I am today as an Adult student.
Growing up in Miami I have gotten accustomed to the cold and impersonal interactions attributed to living in a big city. Although I enjoy all of the opportunities that are presented by metropolitan areas, it disheartens me to know that most people in urban settings do not know their neighbors. Via avian perspective, you can see the large-scale segregation of classes and ethnic groups. Little Havana, Little Haiti, and Little Puerto Rico are just some examples of the neighborhoods I have called home. As a multiracial child, I found it difficult to fit in when the typical icebreaker question was “Where are you from?” “Me?” I would ask. Knowing there was a narrow range of accepted responses I replied, “I am from here - from Earth... but more importantly, where am I going?” It seems a natural human characteristic to assign greater importance to our past experiences than to our aspirations for the future. In order to achieve what I want with my life I know that I must not dwell on the past but focus on the future.
I’m sure we have always gotten detention at least once in our life. I’m also sure that we hated detention, at least I did. You see, detention ,might work for some, but to me detention is useless. Detention to me is just a nuisance you have to go through if you get in trouble. I personally would not be afraid to go to detention but I would surely hate to go to it, it’s torture. Basically what I am trying to get across is that detention does not work, it is just something insipid.