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Personal Narrative: A Day At Springbrooks

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My last day at SpringBrook made me wish we could spend more time there. I was better prepared for it mentally and emotionally. I had a good day with the teen boys, and I even help calm down one which was really special for me. It might not seem as much with anybody else, but I was always anxious and nervous to talk to the kids and teens. I didn’t want to treat them like adults and they couldn’t understand or get frustrated. I also didn’t want to treat them like kids or babies and they feel like they are being talked down upon. I also felt as though I was better at talking to adults, especially with substance abuse problems. It made me feel good that one of the nurses remembered me and told me I helped her through a tough time while I was there

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