the diffferences in competencies between nurses prepared at the associate degree level versus the baccalaureate degree level in nursing
Darina Krasnov
Treasure Wild
English 101
August 4th, 2013
Open your mind
My nightmare began when my mom was accepted into a Mesa CC Nursing program and my
parents told my sister and I that we are moving to Gilbert. To me, it meant that I will have to go to a
different school, away from my friends. Going into a new school being a teenager was the end of the
world.
Coming to a new school isn't easy - new people, new teachers, everything new around me;
nobody to hang out with, and nobody to come up to in need of help. It is definitely one of the hardest
things to go through. Well, I was the new kid and I wasn’t able to change it. Just like anybody on the
first day, I didn't know where to go, where the classrooms were, I had no one to ask. There I was,
sitting at lunch all alone, no emotion on my face, just looking around, starring at people. Everyone
thought I was weird, not even a single person would come up to me. Of course, I was furious that I
had to switch schools half way through my high school years. I hated everything about the new
school. I didn't care if I had friends, I had two years left, and all I cared about was getting out of
there. However, I dressed to impress thinking maybe I can make friends by my appearance. A week
passed by, and I was still a loner, sitting on a bench on the side of the school by the cafeteria. New
faces passing by me, giving me dirty looks. I was an outcast. I came home to tell my mother how
school went, and she said if I show people that I am friendly, if I open my mind to new adventures,
and be positive, I will make friends, and these two years that left will not appear as the worst years of
my life. I decided to give it a try. Second week of school was finally here, but nothing has changed. Frustration and embarrassment
Treasure Wild
English 101
August 4th, 2013
Open your mind
My nightmare began when my mom was accepted into a Mesa CC Nursing program and my
parents told my sister and I that we are moving to Gilbert. To me, it meant that I will have to go to a
different school, away from my friends. Going into a new school being a teenager was the end of the
world.
Coming to a new school isn't easy - new people, new teachers, everything new around me;
nobody to hang out with, and nobody to come up to in need of help. It is definitely one of the hardest
things to go through. Well, I was the new kid and I wasn’t able to change it. Just like anybody on the
first day, I didn't know where to go, where the classrooms were, I had no one to ask. There I was,
sitting at lunch all alone, no emotion on my face, just looking around, starring at people. Everyone
thought I was weird, not even a single person would come up to me. Of course, I was furious that I
had to switch schools half way through my high school years. I hated everything about the new
school. I didn't care if I had friends, I had two years left, and all I cared about was getting out of
there. However, I dressed to impress thinking maybe I can make friends by my appearance. A week
passed by, and I was still a loner, sitting on a bench on the side of the school by the cafeteria. New
faces passing by me, giving me dirty looks. I was an outcast. I came home to tell my mother how
school went, and she said if I show people that I am friendly, if I open my mind to new adventures,
and be positive, I will make friends, and these two years that left will not appear as the worst years of
my life. I decided to give it a try. Second week of school was finally here, but nothing has changed. Frustration and embarrassment