Personal Essay

Personal Essay

Introduction

My best friend's name is Zainab; we have been friends since June 30-2001. I met her on my first day of work at Villa Rosa Nursing Home, and she had been working there for two years before me. Our friendship continues to get stronger as time passes.

Initiating

The day I met Zainab, I was sent to Villa Rosa by an agency and needed to get some e for of training to familiarize with the new setting. I did not get any form of orientation, and commenced working with the patients. At that time I did not know what to do and the supervisor said that we do not arrange any orientation for agency staff. I called the agency for help and they advised me to seek out assistance from any of the other staff already working. After the call, I saw Zainab and her other friends talking about me. They said she seems confused and very soon Zainab came to me and helped me out in my assignment. She asked me about my background and told me about herself. At this stage, the open space seemed smaller. Zainab seemed to be an arrogant person, but all that changed when I got to know her. She turned out to be someone I really needed at that particular time. Being in a new place requires time to adjust, and I am not the sort of person that can easily adjust to a totally new surroundings.

Experimenting

One day we went to work, and one of my patients died. The supervisor came to me and informed that I have to wash the dead body, which I never did in my life. I started crying and saying “This is not the job I wanted to do, and this is what my mom would not be expecting,” At this moment, Zainab came and did this difficult job for me. She inquired about how long I had been doing this work. That was my first month, and she warmly welcomed me and said that I would be doing a whole lot more than this. At this point in time I started feeling that I had somebody that was helping me with the most complex tasks.

Intensifying

Six months later, I went to work and confused about my life because my brother kicked me out from his house. Zainab asked me during our break time, “Jeneba something is wrong with you, are you OK?” I said everything is fine. My brother asked me to leave his house, and I did not have any other place to go. Zainab said that she will be living with a family friend, and they have only two bedrooms; she lives in one of them with the two kids of the family. I was working night shifts and she was very accommodating, and talked to her friend to let me sleep their during the day. The next day, when I went to Zainab I told her about my fiancé living in Holland and she ...