My First Weeks in Clincal My experience in the hospital for my first clinical was very exciting and scary at the same time! The first day my patient had to have a surgical procedure done and of course‚ I was asked to go with the patient to the surgical waiting area. Thinking nothing of it‚ I go down with my patient‚ another student and the transporter. When we arrive in the prep room for surgery the nurse tells us to follow her so we can get scrubbed up for surgery. I was ecstatic. I go in the locker
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Trepidation filled my head. Despite the negative 10 degree weather‚ sweat pooled in my gloves and rolled down my face. Thoughts raced through my mind; a wrong execution could mean death. 11 years of ski lessons had cultivated to this one moment. My life was on the line‚ yet a wave of excitement shook me. I took a look down at the jump that had come to dominate Joe’s backyard‚ replacing his childhood swing set. The jump was sizable‚ but not gargantuan. From previous hits I noticed its “poppy” lip
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"Yes!" Today was the day of my first golf tournament. I was tingling with emotion and excitement. Personally‚ I didn’t know what to expect. I knew this day was coming‚ hopefully one of many tournament days. On the first tee‚ I was as nervous as an athlete competing in the olympics. I met my two playing partners‚ Jacob and Connor. Jacob was a towering fellow. Connor was a short‚ stringbean like me. Unexpectedly‚ my drive was smooth and rolled down the fairway as if I hit it on a tarmac. Jacob and
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When at the age of five‚ my parents began to experiment with and place me in many different activities. The first activity was gymnastics‚ which was a complete failure. The gym instructor would lift my body to the high bars so I can get a feel for it and in that moment I knew it wasn’t for me. The second activity my parents decided I should try next was track and field. Track was fun at first‚ I actually like to run and I was pretty fast‚ I believed. When I joined the track team the season was going
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Reflection about my first year of college. After ending this first year of college I experienced a lot of things and I will remember most of them for the rest of my life. I have experienced some good things and some others that have not been that good‚ but probably that is part of college and being away from home. Obviously‚ I would like to have changed some of those‚ but some others I would not have changed. I am going to start talking about all the things I would like to have change. During
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Entering my first semester of college I did not believe I could produce university level writing straight from the beginning. It turned out that I was capable of writing at an undergraduate level and it took the tremendous writing professors at holy family to teach me that. After concluding my first writing class‚ also known as “Writing I”‚ I thought I was the best writing in my class. Mr. Litten and his writing class stripped me of that belief. I do not mean that in a harmful way. Writing II challenged
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When I first started marching band during the summer going into my freshman year‚ I didn’t expect to fall in love with it. Freshmen percussionists at my high school are required to be in the front ensemble their first year and couldn’t be in the drumline until their sophomore year. Knowing this‚ I thought of the upcoming marching season as just a waste of time because I wanted to be in the drumline and I would never want to stay in the front ensemble beyond my freshmen year. Although I wasn’t expecting
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lookers like myself. My mom entered the long lines that moved as slow as a snail; it felt as though what usually would take an hour to do took forever. Mom and my aunt setup my room‚ took me along with my siblings to dinner‚ gave me their long speech and said their goodbyes. Oh yes! Bring on the freshmen party! The tours of the campus‚ international student meetings and I can’t forget the shuttle to the mall and Walmart. I thought to myself this is freedom; freedom away from my parents nagging
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MY FIRST EXPERIENCE I would like to share my first experience with a bully; this event helped make me the man I am today. It also shaped my thoughts on my career choices. This one event led me to learn martial arts and with this discipline I became a more mature person. I first experienced bullying in daycare. Another child would often throw toys at me or hit me on the head when I was minding my own business. One day I decided to stand up for myself‚ and when he tried to hit me I threw a hotdog at
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Tho Nguyen English 2/26/2013 Narrative Essay: Final Draft My First Day Fright Have you ever experience a moment where you have no idea where you are‚ and what you would have done in that particular moment? Well I have‚ and here is my story. It all started in late August of 2009‚ when millions of children across the country were looking forward to their first day of school. For me‚ I was not looking forward to start my first year of High School. I still had the middle school mentality. I was
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