I was sitting in my room reminiscing on my school life over the years when something struck me.
Before I finish my primary school, I had a strong desire to be a Medical Doctor because of the numerous young kids of my age that died while we grew up due to lack of proper medical services.
But I discovered I had some fears,( you may call it allergies) when ever I visit the hospital,its either I pass out or I'll be traumatized for a week.
This continued and I discovered I cannot be successful with this phobia and I was greatly disappointed.
When I was about writing my common entrance examination,my parents advised that I go for the art course but I wasn't sure if I could make it with art cos I was into science deeply.
Few years later,I got admission to study physiotherapy but I still had the interest of those young kids in mind.
After graduating, I decided to start my own therapy at home due to my phobia for hospital and with the help of my dad I was able to start a charity organization for the less privileged kids.
At the beginning I was distressed and disappointed but seeing the number of young kids I was able to cater for and to take care of their hospital bills I felt fulfilled.
