Why I Want To Be A Social Worker Essay

I never really had an answer when grown-ups asked me what I wanted to be when I was little. Did I want to be a Veterinarian? Maybe, animals are awesome. Teacher? I’d rather just learn. Astronaut? Only if they make space food tastier. Now I’m about to be one of many so-called “grown-ups” and I finally have the answer. I want to help people. I will help people. I am going to be a social worker. Social work was something I discovered a few years ago after reading some books that featured teenagers in foster care. While my choice in fiction wasn’t a literary masterpiece, it sparked my interest in something I had virtually no experience with before. For some unbeknownst reason a career as important and needed as social work is hardly ever broadcasted
Children are so fresh and should be the happiest of us all. It absolutely breaks my heart to see someone so worn and torn at such a young age, whether it be a fictional character in the realm of Law& Order or a child I’ve had personal experience with. Over the summer I got matched with a little buddy. Her mom is a single parent, works, and is putting herself through school with two children in elementary school. My buddy would hardly talk to me at first even though her mom said she has never been shy in her life; you could tell she didn’t understand how I really fit in the picture. But now, just a couple months later, she has completely come out of her shell and even skipped her way to my car the other day just to go hang out at my house. This is why I want to be a social worker. I want to use my education and opportunities to help these children and their families through the rough patches, and be a support for them. If no one else will pay attention to them, I will. If no one else is going to tell them how spectacular they are, I will. If no one else is going to help them realize their full potential, I