10-05-2009, 10:44 PM
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Well, at my old middle school, once you reached 8th grade you left for a day with all the other 8th grade girls and learned about different jobs that women do. You chose which two you want to go to so I chose veterinarian and nurse. The vet was simply amazing! She had a thick accent so it was hard to understand but her stories were crazy! The one I remember the most, She was seven or eight ad she heard a weird noise from her attic, so up she went to investigate. She found a very malnourished kitten with its dead sibling attached to its side. I don't know how, but she went down to her mom's room got sissiors, a needle, and string and cut the dead kitten off, sewed up the living one, and helped him recover. She said he lived for seven years after that(he was an outdoor cat) I swear I was the only in the class listening so when they noticed me sitting there with my jaw dropped to the floor I think they all started listening. Too bad after that it wasn't stories, just facts...