Bam! The sound of wood snapping filled the campsite. Naturally, my curiosity got the best of me, and I ran to see what had happened. As I arrived at the broken fence, I saw one of my fellow scouts lying on the ground, bleeding profusely from his neck. In an instant, everything I had learned suddenly became instinct. I sprinted to retrieve my first aid kit, which was big enough to fit an ambulance in. Having no time to put on gloves, I wrapped Cordell’s neck with gauze, attempting to stop the bleeding. Looking back now, I realize he was in no huge danger; he had only severely scratched his neck from the impact of the wooden fence, but in that moment, I realized I wanted to save people’s lives for the rest of mine. I was the model scout. I crossed over from Cub Scouts into …show more content…
While my fellow scouts groaned at the plethora of information being forced into them, I was ecstatic. We discussed numerous procedures for treating a copious amount of injuries and conditions, ranging from simple burns and scrapes to heart attacks and hypothermia. I quickly discovered my passion for the topic, and I began to consider a profession in the medical field. It was not until Cordell broke a fence with his neck that I realized I wanted to be a physician. This arduous undertaking further developed into wanting to become a pediatric neurosurgeon. The amount of work it takes to become a surgeon is excruciatingly difficult, but because of my time in Boy Scouts, I have learned I can accomplish anything I set my mind to. My years in scouting have surely changed my life. Through working to achieve the rank of Eagle Scout, I discovered God’s plan for my life: becoming a surgeon. While scouting taught me priceless skills and lessons, it taught me more about myself. It taught me that with a lot of hard work, I can accomplish whatever I want to, and that invaluable lesson will serve me for the rest of my