My Interview With Mrs. Mullins

I had always been a very reserved kind of teenager, the type that would be in the background and not be noticed by anyone. I never really had a passion about a subject at school, so i never thought too hard about what i wanted to study after high school, or if i would even continue my education. Since i was shy talking to people was not exactly one of my favorite kinds of things to do, so i had actually surprised myself when i decided to sign up for a class that you had to be interviewed to get in. It was my sophomore year in high school, and it was a spur of the moment decision. I ignored all the jitters that i had been having and worked up the courage to go talk to my counselor about getting me an interview with Mrs.Mullins. She was the one that taught Clinicals, which was the class i wanted to
I wore regular clothes, the type you'd wear around the house. It was a school day, and the loudspeaker had come on. “Juan Resendiz, please report to room 124” The reaction in the classroom was what you'd expect from a bunch of teenagers. As i left the room and walked down the hall, i could still hear the “you're in trouble!” and laughter coming from my classroom. Mrs.Mullins greeted me as i walked into the room, and sat down. They asked me the basic questions like “why do you want to join clinicals?”, “ what would you like to learn from taking this class?”, “what previous experience have you had relating to the medical field?”. I nervously answered all their questions, and left pretty sure that i had blown the interview. A few weeks had passed, until i had finally received a letter from Mrs.Mullins. It was a letter of acceptance. I remember feeling shocked, overjoyed, and filled with glee. For the first time in a long time, i felt like i had something to be excited for in school. Class was due to start the very next week, and we would be going to visit hospitals a few days after