Part one of term paper
The rain splattered against my car windshield as I grumpily drove to work. I hated my job, working as a nurse’s aide in a New York hospital. I worked in the children’s section of the hospital. Every day more kids arrived, which meant I had to change more hospital beds and clean up more messes. This was not my idea of fun. The only re ...

Part two of term paper
... Broadway dancer and leave this boring hospital job behind. After parking my car, I tromped through the puddles and into the building. When I hung up my soaking wet hat and coat, I had no idea this day would change my life. As I began to gather up my cleaning supplies to begin my daily routine, I saw one of my co-workers near by. "Are there any new arrivals?" I asked. "As a matter of fact, there are two new kids. They’ll be moving into Room 209." she replied. "You’d better change their be ...