When I was a little kid, I loved to pretend to be a doctor. When one of my siblings got sick or hurt, I would try to step in before my parents and “cure” them. I would give them water and crackers if they had a stomach ache or an ice pack if they injured themselves. I loved making people feel better because I just wanted my family to be happy all the time.
As I got older, I realized that I had a want to help people. I wanted to help improve people’s lives; I wanted to make people happy. I tried to be the friend that people went to for advice or when they needed a little help.
When deciding on a major for college, I immediately thought of becoming a doctor. For one, I loved science classes and figuring out how the human body worked, but more than that, I knew that doctors were the people who enacted change; the people who could make you feel better.
I’m majoring in molecular biology right now at Clarion University with the intent to go to medical school after my four years here. I plan on specializing in neurology and focusing on diagnosing and finding cured for degenerative brain diseases. I’m only a freshman so that path could change many times before I graduate. As long as I end up in a career where I can help people and make their lives better, I know I will be happy.