Lets start at the beginning, the time when I knew I wanted to be a doctor. It was around 12/13 years old and I was talking with my English teacher about what I wanted to study at GCSE (UK exams you sit at age 16). I then realised the only subjects I was good at were the compulsory ones (English, Maths, Biology, Chemistry and Physics). Couple this with the fact that I have always loved helping people, including helping at a playgroup in my spare time, I became sure that I wanted to be a doctor.
Now came the hard part. I started researching how to get into medical school (I know over enthusiastic), and discovered I needed work experience in a health setting. So when it came to the time to plan my work experience week with school I knew what I wanted, a GP or hospital placement. Only one problem I was too young to get a placement at only 15 years old, so I went to the next best option a company that produces medical supplies.
Then came my last year or secondary school, the year when I sit my GCSE’s. I had my mock exams in the December of that year and those gave me the grades I needed except one exam, English. I needed an A in English for any university to consider looking at me and I got a D. My aptitude test they gave me at age 11 said I could get an A, I was in trouble. I had 6 months of solid studying to do and after school lessons with my teacher to help me get the grade I needed and everyone else knew I could.
The 25th August 2011, Results Day. I opened my envelope and on the slip of paper it said I had an A in English. I had gotten into college, two more years of studying now awaited me to help realise my dream.