Personal Narrative: Human Services In My Home

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Hi, my name is Rhonda Galloway-Jones married for twenty years, and I have one son and two daughters. I love spending time with my family, and I love to shop. My chosen field here at Kaplan University is Human Service with an emphasis on Child Welfare and Family. I have over fifteen years of experience working with children in my home as a childcare provider and at daycare centers. I have been strengthening these skills by volunteering to help families in the community.

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