Saturday, 24 September 2011
I want to be a nurse.
Charlotte and I went up to Durham yesterday to buy material for another craft project. We had lots of time to talk - well, Charlotte did all the talking. I got a right ear bashing, she hardly stopped to take a breath. She told me that she is interested in becoming a nurse. This was quite a surprise to me as she's always had a fear of people being sick! We went to a cafe so we could discuss it properly and she really does seem to be very keen. We then went to the library and borrowed a careers information book. She spent most of last night looking up relevant websites. Our next plan is to get some advice from a careers advisor to see what's available in our local area, as we read about a cadet nursing scheme which she can apply for when she's 16. Meanwhile, she said she would like to get a placement in her old primary school for some work experience. I never know what's going to come next with Charlotte. She never fails to come up with surprises. Considering the troubles she's experienced during secondary school, I wouldn't have imagined her wanting a placement in one! As for her fear of sickness, a nurse is the last thing her father and I thought she would want to be. Anyway, after all the discussion and pottering round the library, we finally remembered why we had come to Durham and raced off to the indoor market, just in time to buy our material before they closed for the day!