Personal Narrative: My Life As A Child

Starting out I knew what child life was because my friend had briefly explained it to me. She told me when her son was in the hospital there was a person who would walk into the room and would sit and talk to her to support them and keep them calm while in their hospital visit. She mentioned that people would walk in to paint, play instruments, play games and just sit there to comfort her and her son. My friend mentioned there was a woman who came into the room to explain the procedure her son was going to have. She mentioned that the women that walked into the room was comforting her and her son. When she told me her story I knew I wanted to get into child life; I wanted to be the women who walked into the hospital room to calm the family

Not to mention the child life specialist are the nicest people in the hospital, they are helpful with doing the volunteer paper work. I felt like the staff welcomed me with open arms. Walking through the hospital is nice because even the patients are nice; every patient I have encountered so far had a smile on their face even the parents. Knowing that they are in a scary environment sometimes it can be overwhelming and stressful for the families, they keep a smile on their face. For me it’s a nice peaceful environment to be in with the children because regardless of what they are going through they can still get up from bed to come to the play room and play.

At the same time, most of all I’m excited to walk into the hospital whenever I can. I’m ready to makes someone’s day, and I hope someone makes my day as well. I want to describe my first day just how everyone else shared in class. I really cannot wait to experience what child life specialist experience daily, the good and the bad. I’m grateful to have joined such a great team and hospital. I’m mostly excited to finish my hours and start on my internship as soon as possible. So far, the journey has been a good one and hope to

There was lots of information that we went over. The first hour of going into the hospital was a bit overwhelming just because of all the information. As soon as I got a bit comfortable everything went just well. The playroom only had about 3 patients along with the family. The exciting part was also getting to visit each patient in their room to make sure they needed anything from the playroom; another volunteer could walk me through it all. The more hands on I got the more comfortable it was and the more I could learn from the experience. The exciting part for the patients was when two football players came to visit and bring them goodies. It was exciting to see one of the patients face and their family and how the interaction