Personal Narrative: My Mother And Father

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As a child, my mother and father were both EMT's and firefighters. My dad was the chief of the fire department. As a child growing up around the medical field, I grew interest. I was always taken with on calls late at night or early mornings. So I found and grew a love for helping others. My mother and father divorced when I was at age 9. My father moved here to CO. My mother stayed in GA. There she completed her nursing degree. I remember helping her with homework and study nights. At age 16, I completed the certified nursing program and worked in a nursing home. I then started college in 2009 for Registered Medical Assistant and Limited scope. I graduated with an Associates Degree and 4.0 gpa. I know have been in the field for 4 years and

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