When I was in the first grade, I ran into a dilemma that most other kids have at that age; my mother put me in time out. To make use of the time I had on my hands, I grabbed the box of Tinkertoys and built myself a chair. My mother was astonished, a chair? Ever since I was a child, I felt that my sole purpose in life was to use my brain. In elementary school, I spent a lot of time in the AIG classrooms solving puzzles and drafting creative writing pieces, which eventually would be featured in the Young Author’s Contest. After the bell rang, I would build things, learn to play different instruments, knit, or work on a novel which I was sure that would one day become famous. I loved learning, but growing up, I never thought that I would have…show more content… My doctors discovered a defect in my hip that required surgical intervention. Through my trips to the many offices and hospitals, I learned that doctors not only have the opportunity to help people, a passion which I already pursue in my volunteer work, but they are also overwhelmingly knowledgeable. I came to realize that education was a key part of who I was. Around this time, I began to wonder if a medical profession might be the right fit for me. Several days before my hip surgery, I asked my guidance counselor to enroll me in the first medical class that my high school offered. I entered Health Team Relations my freshman year and did quite well. Consequently, I decided to take two more correlating classes, Health Science I and II. Over the summer, I opted to take a medical terminology course at Cape Fear Community College. I even received two awards for my academic performance in Health Science I and II. Due to these classes, I am first aid and CPR certified. In the upcoming year, I will take the Pharmacy Technician Certification course as well as the Emergency Medical Technician Certification Course. These courses gave me a clear view of what medicine was like, and I developed an infatuation with
