A year ago I partially tore my PCL in my right knee requiring me to take physical therapy for several months. During one of my sessions, a very young boy walked in with his father and I automatically assumed he was just there to accompany his father during his session. Soon did I find out that this little boy was actually there for his own session. He had been in a car accident and broke his leg and was currently in physical therapy to regain the muscle in his leg. Watching this little ball of energy work his way back to health made me realize that his recovery was the most important out of all of our injuries in the room. To see such a small and injured child be so strong and powerful was heart-warming and astonishing, and at that moment is when I realized I would love to be a physical therapist for disabled children. I plan to intern at physical therapy clinics and shadow the rehabilitation centers of different hospitals. I would love to give children that sense of hope and courage to be strong and powerful during their journey back to health and be able to go out and conquer the world with 100% confidence and strength.