Through experiences in my life I have learned that I can make a real difference in the lives of other people.  As a health care professional, I will be able to touch human lives in such a close and intimate way, that no other career can offer.  Whether I will be able to help a cancer patient to fight for his life, or put a bandage on a child’s hand.  I like to overcome challenges, and I want to gain more knowledge about life, the human body and diseases.   I seek a career where my companionate and caring personality together with my thirst for knowledge will be well satisfied.  I believe that I can thrive in such physically, mentally and emotionally intense environment.  In addition, I would like to be a role model to my children as a caring leader, a team player, and a knowledgeable friend towards my patients.

Even since I was a child, I like dissecting frogs or worms.  I was amused with the way the heat or the intestines looked like.  I enjoyed separating the muscles and bones of their ligaments.  My relatives would occasionally make a comment that I would become a great surgeon.  I think such comments initiated my love for biology, chemistry and medicine.  In my early adolescence, I had my firsthand experience dealing with hospital environment.  After spending several months in a hospital as a patient, I clearly defined a goal for myself: to become a physician.    I felt that I would be a good doctor because of my experience as a patient.  Ever since that experience, I find myself being able to empathize with sick people.  I feel for them, I can be alongside of them as they go through their own emotions.  I try to put myself in their shoes, and to respond with compassion and care.

Working as an instructor assistant with handicap children assumes a degree of difficulty and unpredictability.  On day at The Stepping Stones (after school training facility for handicap children), Brien, a 10-year-old handicap student, vomited all over himself.   To my surprise, two other instructors, who were more experienced and superior then me, were paralyzed with this scene and showed a clear sign of disgust on their faces.  I felt really sorry and compassionate to this hopeless child. Seeing their hesitation, I was compelled to act and help Brien.  I immediately took him to a bathroom, washed him and gave him my extra t-shirt. I still remember Brien’s big smile after when everything was over.  The next day, I received even more satisfaction and pleasure from helping others, when Brien’s mother personally thanked me and brought me my washed t-shit.  I was happy to know that I made a small difference in this child’s life as well as his family.