gums. That is what I want to be doing as my job for the rest of my life, scaring kids as a dentist. That’s what people see them for, but what really makes a dentist? Lots of schooling, is one for sure, but you also must have simple skills that some may be born with or others have to learn. Explaining these things and learning about these things are crucial to my education to becoming a dentist. As a dentist, you can obtain an office full of terrified kids and adults who have the privilege to see
claw at your teeth and gums. That is what I want to be doing as a career, scaring kids as a dentist. That’s what people see them for, but what really makes a dentist? Lots of schooling, is one for sure, but you also must have simple skills that some may be born with or others have to learn. Explaining these things and learning about these things are crucial to my education to becoming a dentist. As a dentist, you can obtain an office full of terrified kids and adults who have the privilege to see
The Dreadful Day at the Dentist It began just like any other day. I woke up, got out of my bed, and went downstairs for breakfast. I was more tired than usual. I spent the previous night playing computer games and watching cartoons. I was greeted by my mom and dad in the kitchen. They seemed more happy and lively than they typically are in the mornings. I sat in a chair in the kitchen and waited for my mom to finish making me breakfast. “Good morning,” my mom said, “How’re you feeling.” I was
The Struggles of Bad Customer Service In the medical industry, customer service is a very important thing. As a customer and a new patient, I expect to walk into an office and be treated with the same respect as the next person in line. About two weeks ago, I went into the oral surgeon’s office and was looking around to see a tiny, but crowed waiting room. I came into this office with high expectations, for my sister had just gotten her wisdom teeth removed in this office with “exceptional service’’
The most impactful event in my life so far was the two week service trip I took to Ecuador with Renbrook in june of 2015. It was a two week service trip in which we would be helping at medical clinics and building wheelchair ramps for a school for disabled kids. I went into the trip having no idea how much of an impact it would have on my life, and I definitely had no idea that I would create strong bonds with people I had never even met. I came out of this trip a different person, a better person
even though I am working towards this career on my own, since I do not have family or friends in dentistry to advise me, I am still just as dedicated to my academic and extracurricular activities in the hopes of growing into a well-rounded woman and dentist. Upon recollecting what convinced me to pursue dentistry, I can pinpoint it to one specific experience. I realized that I wanted
Charise Dill American Lit II S. Sonier Post-Modernism Essay “The Sky is Gray” by Ernest Gaines is a realistic example of a long epidemic has hovered over the African American community like an dark storm cloud just waiting to burst. Personally, this story called to me, like I was meant to read it. The mother in this short story reminds me of my own mother. Stepping into that masculine role to show strength and provide for her family. Then, teaching her son these harsh life lessons to ensure his
Introductions are Made In chapter one we meet Moishe The Beadle a poor Jew in Sighet where the author and narrator Eliezer also lives. Eliezer who is also jewish and studies Talmud but wants to learn Kabbalah but Eliezer’s father disapproves. Moishe knows Kabbalah and teaches Eliezer. One day all of the foreign Jews are forced to leave Sighet by the Hungarian police. Moishe The Beadle and others like him are forced into train cars like animals. Months pass when suddenly Moishe the Beadle returns
cousin had passed away. It had felt like living nightmare that I could not seem to wake up from. I vividly remember the events that led up to moment I discovered I had lost my loved one. I woke up early that Saturday to attend my family’s annual dentist appointment. As I waited in the waiting room for my mother and sister to complete their visit, I overheard my brother shout “What!” in response to a text message he received that stated that Daniel had been shot. Out of disbelief, he quickly rushed
so great this time of year, being it hot and no one wants to hunt yet,” replied Eugene in his pure Southern accent. I’m not exactly sure where he’s from, but it doesn’t matter and it’s not worth asking. I’ll assume Georgia. “I’m Paul. I’m a dentist in training, but under these circumstances I don’t