Since I was little I’ve always had a big heart for people that were handicapped or disabled. I felt bad for them when others would stare or make unpleasant comments. Through grade school and high school I seemed to always be friends with those students that were different than me. Other normal students would make comments at me or crazy stares at me for socializing with them but it never stopped me. At times it would make me so angry I would stand up to them for it. I wanted to show my friends who were different not to be afraid of who they were because they were different. They didn’t ask to be born that way. They couldn’t stop that tragic life event from changing their life forever. That is when I realized that I wanted to be in the medical field. I wanted to know what made these people different and why. My urge to study about these different illnesses, disabilities, and handicaps is very high. I want to know what kind of help I can provide for these people? I want to be able to offer guidance, support, and self-esteem for them. I want the opportunity to possibly change how these peoples’ lives are affected by their problems. Maybe one day I could stop the major life changing event from happening by creating a cure for it.
My hand in trying to find cures for these illnesses could change the world in a good way. Everyday the world changes when a law is made so why not make it change because of finding a cure. The ones who suffer from the illnesses already have a feel for what it is like to be different, right? Well, if there were a cure for the “already ill” then there would be more people in society who would be against bullying. I could save people from having to ever deal with being different. I would also petition for a National Day of Reflection for the Disabled.