Free Write 1/15/13

     This semester has already been crazy and today is the first day of classes for me. I started a new job in December and it's been pretty crazy! I work for K and C Stepping Stones and take care of people who are in need of a little extra care day-to-day. Just last week, I worked 60 hours. Some people hear me say that, or find it out, and wonder how I can function after working so many hours. The answer is simple; I love what I do.
     In just the past month of working here, I have a whole new perspective on bullying and respect for others. I used to make fun of those who had mental disabilities. I'd laugh, point fingers, and call them names. Little did I realize that working with these people I was making fun of, was soon to be my calling. When I go to work, I don't feel like I'm at work - I feel like I'm having fun! I love my job! Most people who hear their alarm go off at 4 or 5 in the morning, don't have any motivation to get up and go to work. I, on the other hand, love to go.
     To help you understand why I love my job so much, lets go back in time a little. In January 2012 when I moved to Springfield, I had all intentions of getting in the Nursing Program at MSU. After starting classes, I realized I was in for a much different ride that I had expected. We were dissecting dead bodies, and learning at a very rapid pace. It was not for me. It killed me to change my major, but I couldn't sit back and ignore my feelings, when it was a decision I would be stuck with for forever.


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