Narrative Short Story Essay

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“I’m thinking of quitting my internship,” my niece, Doctor Robin Taft, said to me on the evening of the last day of July 2045.
My niece was a struggling intern, who worked long hours and was estranged from her immediate family. This year marked the fifth year that she had been living with me, my husband, Derrick, and our teenage daughter, Wanda. Wanda loved Robin immensely and looked up to her, and often bragged about how amazing it was that she had graduated top of her class. But, Robin and I both knew the sole reason why she was so driven. Her father was a renowned businessman, who insisted that all his children pursue high-profile careers, which is why her elder sister was a partner at a prominent law firm and her brother had started his own company at 20.
“Listen, Robin; I know you do not like being a doctor and you only signed up for med school, because you thought you would not get accepted anywhere, but think of all the people you get to help each day.” I tried reasoning with her.
I knew my brother was a stubborn and proud man, who would see Robin’s decision as his failure. But, more importantly, I did not want Robin to feel like she had wasted eight years of her life pursuing a dream that was her father’s. However, she seemed adamant to follow through on her decision insisting that she would call her parents the next day after tendering her resignation letter at Georgetown Hospital, where she was interning. It was then that Wanda came up with a brilliant idea that inspired Robin.

Wanda commented that she had observed Robin at the hospital and had noticed that she enjoyed interacting with the patients even more than she liked performing surgeries and learning new diagnostic techniques.
Therefore, Robin decided to become a nurse instead. She was confident that with her medical background, and glowing references from her supervisor at Georgetown she could easily make the change. Her major problem was her father’s reaction to the news because he looked down on any career that he did not consider prestigious. Nevertheless, I assured her that I would accompany her when she went to deliver the news, and would try and reason with my brother. After a lengthy discussion in his office the following day, my brother reluctantly agreed to support Robin’s decision who seemed very excited to begin her new life as a nurse practitioner.