A chapter from my autobiography dealing with the two weeks of my work experience.

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A chapter form my autobiography dealing with the two

weeks of my work experience

Work experience is important because it gives you insight into life of the 'outside' world. It gives the opportunity of working in a line that can be chosen as a career for future, giving the idea of the qualifications and steps needed to chase for the career you want to adopt.

The pleasant news of doing a work experience in year eleven was revealed to me in early spring in 2003. It didn't really come as a shock to me because my brother had also done a work experience in year eleven and seemed to have enjoyed it and 'had a time of his life'. In that sense I was eager about work experience and couldn't wait to plan it.

Many people I knew panicked when they heard about doing a work experience. They didn't have a clue what they wanted to do in future. I, on the other hand, had no problem with that. I had decided when I was seven that I wanted to be a doctor who treats children. It was only recently I found out that this type of a doctor is called a paediatrician.

My next step was to hunt some suitable place which was appropriate for the career line I had chosen. I started off by phoning in hospitals. But I couldn't get hold of the right person so I tried a different route by writing letters but a huge disappointment came over me when I didn't hear anything from the hospitals. I went to see the work experience co-ordinator and he satisfied me by saying he'll try and sort something out for me. However, another disturbed news left me nowhere, when I found from my GP that I was under 16 and could not do my work experience in an hospital. I was very shocked and dismayed by this news and suddenly the topic work experience sounded unexciting and old. I didn't want to talk or discuss about it. I felt a plunge of jealousy in me when I saw that all my friends had got the place they wanted with no problem. They all seemed in high spirits and were all planning what they were going to wear and what buses they were going to catch. I was horrified to see them planning their clothes when work experience seemed months away. But time was ticking on and every minute of the day, I would feel guilt building up inside me for not sorting something out.

It was early July and summer was in its full shift. I was bored to death by friends jittering about their work placement that I went to the library where I saw some placements. I couldn't help noticing that there were many places available in primary schools. I thought well primary schools have children so at least I will have some experience with children. The next minute I find myself writing letters to some of he schools.
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For the next few days I always lingered around the letterbox every morning, hoping to catch any letters that were for me. But again I was hugely disappointed at the fact that nobody replied. I was tearful and gave up on finding a work placement.

On a warm and sticky Friday afternoon, I was watching television when my mum told me that there was someone on the phone for me. Now who could that be, I thought to myself. Well, anyway to my surprise it is fro St.Bernadette Catholic School confirming my placement form 3rd November to ...

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