Personal Narrative Analysis

From a young age I was interested in life; animals, plants, anything that lived. As I grew I began to get more involved with the protection and well-being of animals. I volunteered at animal shelters and spent my time at adoption centers, anyway I could help I gave my assistance. Once I reached a suitable age, I was gifted with two Husky Puppies. I insured they got their vaccinations and checkups, but to ensure their maximum health I studied everything I could about a dog’s internal and external structures, as well as symptoms of common illnesses canines could succumb to. They are the reason my main goal is to become a dedicated veterinarian who will not let a price stop me from helping an animal in need. I plan to major in Biology in order

Since I was four years old, sitting in my grandmother’s living room I thought I wanted to be a veterinarian. Anytime anyone would ask me “what do you want to be when you grow up?” I would simply answer with that. Not until I was told that I would be getting medically retired from the military, after 8 years, did I realize this was not what I wanted to pursue. I was 26 years old, realizing that animals don’t live forever and I would have to face death in this

That love between an animal and its owner drew me further into the love of veterinary medicine. This shared compassion and love for animals helped me relate to clients. Volunteering at local shelters, I gained more perspective on a career as a veterinarian. I learned how to care for abused and homeless animals and to let go of the animals I had grown to love when it was in their best interest.

Everyone has to have a job, meaning that I am going to need one too, when I grow up. Which also means that I am going to have make a choice between the hundreds of jobs available. I thought long and hard over this, and have come to the decision of becoming a veterinarian, or to have some kind of job that is associated with animals. I am choosing this type of job because I care and love animals and when I think of any animal being mistreated or hurt I have to do something, help in some way. Though what I didn’t realise was, that it would be even harder to choose what type of veterinarian, among the several that there are to choose from. I have chosen the top three jobs that I am going to take into real consideration. One of

I am a veterinarian. Well not yet, but ever since I was a child that’s all I ever dreamed of becoming. I’ve always heard people say, “you will change your career choice at one point of your life”. However, I never have. I am so determined to turn my dream into a reality. The best part about never changing my career choice, is my mom telling me, “ Christina, remember whenever you would call yourself princess of the animal doctors.” I couldn’t put an exact name to what I wanted to be but I knew what it was. The reason why I am so dedicated to becoming a veterinarian, is because I can feel my connection to animals. I’m not talking about being able to have full conversations with animals, that’s crazy. I’m talking about understanding that animals

Observing the doctor in action, I recalled when that was my childhood dream. As a child and even now, I have always prefered animals to people; animals judge us on who we are as a person, not on appearances. This is what drew me into animals; the freedom to be myself and I aspire to help them in return. I always knew that I wanted

When I imagine what my life will be like in 10 years, I see myself working with animals. Growing up, I always had a strong passion for animals. When people asked me “what job do you want to have when you grow up?” nine times out of ten, I said a veterinarian. However, as I grew up and thought more sensibly, I was not confident if I could live up to all of the duties and expectations that were associated with being a vet, like performing surgery for example. However, I want to dedicate my life to saving all types of animals. My desire for helping animals has never diminished. During college, I will be able to earn a degree in animal science with an emphasis on pre-veterinary medicine which in turn will help me decide my long-term career

Just like *meow*... and then * pew, pew*... she's gone. Just like *snap* that. Gone in an instant. She lived a long, great 43 years. But who am I? I'm her daughter. We were very close, and we shared many memories from the time i was born up until now. For example, the time I was 7, i'm 15 now, and i was learning to be polite and ask humans for food by looking cute. On the first day my mom taught me, she went first and sge did it with ease. Then it was my turn. I went up to a child and looked as cute as i could. Just as the child was about to pet me, this bigger human, I guess it was his mother, came over and kicked me. Me and my mom ran away together back home and told me, '' See, Amilyee, I told you not to go to that human, but you went anyway and look what happened!" she laughed. Then, she took me to get a cone of ice cream from The Cat's Pawlor to make me feel better. SHe ordered my favorite ice cream flavor, Mother's Milk. and all was right again.

From childhood through my beginning years of high school, I set myself to become a veterinarian for my future career. I had no other intention of exploring any other option. This mindset developed as growing up I was not able to keep house pets due to unfortunate condominium rules made by my stingy neighbors, and in order to fill the loss of furry companionship, I felt that becoming a veterinarian was the only way I would be able to work with animals. One day in my 10th grade chemistry course I was calculating the amount of moles of an unknown substance when I finally realized that science was not a strong passion of mine, and I would not be able to stand all seven years of it in college. My empire of a plan to be an animal doctor collapsed

From my early childhood, I was only ever interested in two things—music and animals. Occasionally, I would introduce myself to new hobbies or try to find interest in other things; but my attraction to music and animals seemed to thrive. In realizing that, a career in music or veterinary medicine sparked my interest. I became so confident with my possible career choices that, whenever asked “What do you want to be when you grow up?” without hesitation I would reply, “I’m going to be a veterinarian” or “a musician.” Because I’ve said this numerous times, my confidence in it has led me to know what I want my future to withhold; and leads me to often think to myself with assurance, I’m going to have an important role in the lives of both human

I am so grateful for an unexpected day off to be able to get my life in order. When the week begins, I'm in absolute "go" mode. I must admit I don't like the feeling. There's a sense of anxiety that comes along with it and I can totally do without it. Today, I've become increasingly aware of how dangerous it is to be mentally somewhere else. There's a beauty and an ease that comes with staying in the moment and focusing on what's on your plate at that moment. I'm a total proponent for goal-setting and love doing that. However, we can't get so focused on where we're going that we don't appreciate and enjoy where we are. With that being said, here are my goals for this week! :)

Helping out on the family farms is an essential part of my life, and working with livestock and other animals has consistently been one of my biggest interests. This now has grown into my enjoyment and fascination with the sciences. Assisting a vet perform surgery on one of our cattle and continuing to observe other procedures take place on our farm has confirmed to me that following a profession working with animals is for me.

Smoothing down the final piece of tape on the garish paper, I stepped back to admire my handiwork. Now that the package and I were dressed for my friend’s birthday party, we relocated to the back of my mom’s van. I squirmed in the back seat, envisioning a night of pillow fights, cake with enough sugar to cause instantaneous tooth decay, and silly party games; however, the party proved to be the antithesis of my expectations. Greedy hands grappled for plates of cake as my friend tore into her gifts like a deranged gerbil shredding a cardboard box, wrapping paper carnage littering the floor. In the blink of an eye it was over, and cell phones materialized in everyone's hands. Cell phones had always seemed superfluous, but in that moment I would’ve

As early as the age of six, I had created my plan to be a veterinarian and I was very proud of myself. It had never occurred to me, not even once, that those plans would ever change. I would tell anyone who asked, with a matter-a-fact tone in my young squeaky voice, “ I want to be a veterinarian.” It seemed though to be expected of me, being bombarded with such a thought provoking question at such a young age when all I wanted to do was play, watch cartoons, and eat yummy delicious popsicles. Though as it so happened, we (being my

Growing up, I mostly stuck by my parents and they didn’t stimulate my interest in animals. Even with all the time we spent at the vet, I never thought to speak to a veterinarian. What did I know about job-shadowing? I now realize the importance of having real-life role-models, and someone to speak to about my goals and aspirations. It’s like Sonia Sotomayor said, “When a young person, even a gifted one, grows up without proximate living examples of what she may aspire to become, her goal remains abstract.”