Personal Narrative: Becoming A Forensic Pathologist

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I started my first year of college with my life planned out. I had a ridiculous notion that everything was going to be a piece of cake. I was going to join different clubs, do lots of research, make the dean’s list, make my parents proud and attend as many parties as I could. However, now when I look back, I realized that I was too comfortable in my life. I thought I was ready to overcome every obstacle that was thrust upon me but I was sadly mistaken. College was a culture shock. I concluded that college is an entirely different universe, then high school. My GPA dropped for the first time in my life from a 3.7 in high school to a 2.8. The decline in my GPA made me realize that my journey to becoming a doctor is not always going to be easy. It made me hunger to go to medical school even more, to overcome the academic and emotional hurdles, and has made every little accomplishment even sweeter. In elementary school, I desired to become a teacher and a pastor, in sixth grade I needed to become a painter like Picasso, but when seventh grade came along all that changed. I watched…show more content…
Like a stalker, I researched Forensic Pathologists online, I found a Pathologist online, and told him about my passion and how I wanted to become a Forensic Pathologist and asked him for guidance in my journey. He sent me a pdf file of a list of things I needed to know about the different kinds of pathology, the level of education and the importance of a Pathologist. His document also mentioned that most Pathologist were old Caucasian men because of the many years it takes, most women decides to do something else. This statement motivated me more and I made up my mind that medicine was not a choice but a must. I not only wanted to help the dead victims, to be their ears, eyes and mouth and to save lives but I wanted to encourage other females to never give up on their
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