Why do I want to transfer?
June 17, 2014, on a sunny Monday morning at about 9 am I walked in Mount Sinai hospital in Miami Beach, Florida. I was not ill or anything, but, something was going on in my stomach. It felt as if I had little butterflies in there, and I wondered what could possibly be wrong. But no, it was just excitement exploding in my stomach at the thought of actually volunteering in a hospital. That first day as I stepped in the double automatic doors will forever be engraved in my memory. Nothing special happened that day but I found my happy place:the hospital. From that day on I never remember being miserable one day entering that hospital. Even though I was a volunteer at the case management department which means
June 17, 2014, on a sunny Monday morning at about 9 am I walked in Mount Sinai hospital in Miami Beach, Florida. I was not ill or anything, but, something was going on in my stomach. It felt as if I had little butterflies in there, and I wondered what could possibly be wrong. But no, it was just excitement exploding in my stomach at the thought of actually volunteering in a hospital. That first day as I stepped in the double automatic doors will forever be engraved in my memory. Nothing special happened that day but I found my happy place:the hospital. From that day on I never remember being miserable one day entering that hospital. Even though I was a volunteer at the case management department which means