Personal Narrative: The Pandemic Ebola Outbreak

The thundering sound of the bomb blast could be heard for miles. Men, women, and children run frantically in order to find shelter, being blinding by the massive amounts of dust that have caused the sky to turn yellow. Mothers are scavenging for their children, who were playing games outside, now stuck deep in the rubble of buildings that have collapsed on top of them. Houses have been destroyed, families have been obliterated and innocent lives have been lost. For many around the world, situations like these have become a part of everyday life. In A Pure, High Note of Anguish, author Barbara Kingsolver describes the confusion and questions that arose after the terrorist attacks in New York City on September 11th. 9/11 was the largest terrorist

Major events have crafted the United States and other nations into what they are today. Going from world wars in the 1940’s, to civil rights movements in the 1960’s, to extravagant national debt today, have all played a part in shaping our nation. Being from rural Mississippi, world news being made here is uncommon. We see all of our major news from televisions or newspapers, and this “news” is all happening elsewhere, far from here. Whether it is a good thing that we do not make the big news or not, the fear of uncertain events still lingers. From shootings in schools to bombings in cities, we are fortunate for being seemingly far from these dangers. Even though no physical effects pertain to me, mental pain and fear stays and leaves doubt

When I was mad and wanted to kill people and then it was the zombie Apocalypse. I found people a lot of people ,and they said can I join you. I said yes if you follow my lead and follow my rules and everything will be all good.

On the evening of Friday, 13 November 2015, a massacre including of public mass shootings and suicide bombings occurred in the capital of France, Paris. The attackers killed 130 people and wounded 368 serious injuries. Just 10 months previous, on January 7, 2015 two terrorists attacked Charlie Hebdo, an office of a Parisian satirical magazine. They killed eleven and wounded eleven people. During the attacks in Paris, no one victim was armed. They didn’t have any chance to defense for themselves. When police arrived, it was too late to save the innocents. The world today is full of dangerous with terrorism, criminals, mass shootings, and so forth. We 're not safe from anything.

Many citizens become equipped with the instincts to care and protect. In disaster situations, citizens begin helping one another and coming together as one whole. The recent disasters in Texas have shown the true colors of America. At the end of August 2017 Texas experienced “50 inches of torrential rain” (Schram). In times of tragedy lines of race, age, and religion blurs and the Texans became reduced to humans helping other humans. As explained by Martin Schram, a seasoned journalist, “The world watched news showing strangers helping strangers, saving the lives of whole families, elders, and invalids, hauling them into their small boats.” This is when we see less concern for oneself and more concern for others, and what else is a true demonstration of virtue? Aristotle once said, “‘virtue is concerned with emotions and actions;’ to have good character is to ‘hit the mean’ with respect to both”(Sherman 154). People acting on good morals and following those morals by acting express a well rounded

Fifteen years ago, terror touched American soil writing in our memories with indelible ink a sequence of numbers – 911. Four short of 3,000 perished that day; but one survivor, the last survivor to be pulled before the complete collapse of the World Trade Center’s North tower, shared a miracle that changed her life completely. This woman, a member from the Brooklyn Tabernacle, shared her testimony at my friend’s church in Bermuda. She along with fourteen other co-workers, reached the thirteenth floor before the building collapsed on them. During the 27 hours she laid trapped, she cried out to God, telling Him that if He gave her another chance, she would turn her life around and live for Him. As she was just about to give up, a hand grabbed

Samuel Hahnemann once said “The physician's highest calling, his only calling, is to make sick people healthy to heal, as it is termed.” Over multiple years of being posed the question “What do you want to be when you grow up? I have come to the conclusion that I want to become a physician or at least I think I do. Who wouldn’t want to help save lives? As a physician, I am presented with the opportunity to help better communities all around the world for the rest of my life. I always wanted to try to make a difference that people would appreciate. As I researched this profession, I discovered that because of physicians and their ability to use medical science, the life expectancy in the United States has more than doubled between 1990-2013

In times of emergency, life and death, and tragic despair, people often are reminded of the umbrella of stress that hangs over us. With such a world people live in today, at times its common to be caught up in the minor details of life; rather than enjoying the beauty of it all. Almost everyday, we live in a sheltered life, hidden away in our communities, just trying to skate by. But there are sometimes moments that occur in a lifetime, where that sheltered routine, that is so ingrained in our minds, is taken upon differently. August 29, 2005, day one of hurricane Katrina; this date, is one that is permanently ingrained in thousands of citizens of New Orleans. On this day, people have seen family members drown, houses destroyed, as well as

Sometimes I inquired myself how I lived this far in life. My father and my mother demised from the plague or what we consider it, “The Black Death” a few weeks ago. It originated from ships coming into port that transferred contaminated rats. It was a tragedy to so many people lose their loved ones, especially that my parents were the strong role in our lives. Not only that, but friends are no longer are friends and either are dead or enemies. My and other families are trying to survive. Each day, someone else gets the plague and is no longer with us. My whole entire world is falling apart right now. It was a catastrophe for all the people who lived in Constantinople in Europe, including my three siblings

Sometimes I inquired myself how I lived this far in life after we were invaded by the vikings and my siblings killed and captured. As days and weeks go by, a plague appears in Europe, where we lived. People said it originated from ships coming into port that transferred contaminated rats but nobody is sure. The last week in August, both my mother and father got the plague or also known as the Black Death. Their skin soon became black which causes the skin and flesh to die. Two days later, my mom and dad went to another world. I cried for an hour straight, thinking about how I’m going to be to survive. I have nothing. It was a tragedy for me and multitudinous people who lost their loved ones, especially that parents that were

As I pulled into the Mount Hope Auction, there was one thing I noticed; I was the only person in a motor vehicle. Never been to Amish Country before, I was a little flustered as I arrived to the surveillance detail with Veterinary Medical Officer Dr. Frew. With the recent outbreak of Highly Pathogenic Avian Influenza that was sweeping the Midwest, it was essential to check flocks in Ohio. There I was, with sweat dripping down my back and swabbing diligently at the throats of hundreds of chickens. Families and children would approach me and ask what we were doing with the birds, and using what little Dutch I collected in the hours I was there, I educated them about the virus. Between birds, Dr. Frew would ask me questions about my background

The ability to view and comprehend the inner workings of the human body has always fascinated me from an early age. It is indeed this extensive thirst that leaves me to peruse a course like biomedical science. From the age of nine I have always wanted to help treat and further develop more innovative and effective treatments for epilepsy. My choice of subjects at A Level helped confirm my desire to study biomedical science. Biology and Chemistry not only provided me with the foundation for further scientific study, but also provided me with the desire to delve deeper into many topics that have captivated and intrigued me.

Although I had been considering it for quite some, it was just over one year ago when I knew that I would pursue a nursing degree. As Ebola Surveillance Manager for a consortium of 13 humanitarian aid organizations in Sierra Leone, it was my responsibility to manage a community-based program to find and contain Ebola cases. Most of the time I tried not to think about how those cases were handled – or mishandled – once they arrived at the health posts, which were severely understaffed, primarily with poorly trained health workers who were hired on the fly to process the waves of individuals with Ebola-like symptoms at the front gate. Seeing this lack of capacity to train and supervise health workers is what gave me the final push to

" No!" I cried, slamming my book close. I was petrified. " sorry... but it's true" my friend sighed. Ebola was on the spread...again. The Ebola epidemic had broke out just months ago and now it started again. I grumbled as our teacher told us to evacuvate the school zone immeadiately. I'm not angry,just scared. I and my friends were used to local diseases breaking out but Ebola was different. It was more dangerous. I am just a 7th grader, what could I do in these situations? I was industrious when in came to grades and schoolwork. With my nose buried deep in my history textbook, I tripped over a rock and stumbled around the corner of a cubical building. Strange... I thought. " I've never seen this building here before. Then , as I looked around

One of the most appealing aspects of becoming a public health professional is the wide range of careers available to choose from. My career goals coincide with the range of opportunities; however, ultimately I want to work with an organization similar to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention in Atlanta. I want to focus on the social and medical aspects of disease, and examine the disproportionate rates of disease and disability among minorities. I also want to help prevent the spread of infectious diseases such as HIV/AIDS that is rapidly destroying so many countries. My passion to help others around me has sparked a desire to work with clinics around the world in order to promote change in the treatment and prevention of devastating diseases like HIV/AIDS.