<p>Prompt 1:Describe the world you come from — for example, your family, community or school — and tell us how your world has shaped your dreams and aspirations.</p>
<p>I loved getting sick. The constant coughing, the sniffing, even the vomit attracted me. I mean I never used to take a whiff of a sneeze or a cough or wipe my mouth with a Kleenex covered in mucus just to catch a cold, but the bodily reactions are what interested me. This wasn’t video game time, but the time to think. What caused mucus flowing from my nostrils? How could it be treated? That last question always hit me hard. There was a plethora of treatments in the world. My personal favorite was the taste of honey, lemon, and cinnamon whisked together and then licked during coughing season. But those were the simple treatments that took days to cure; I was interested in the quick remedy: drugs. I remember when I was sick; my father took me to the drug store to get an over-the-counter medication for the flu. He would pick one up, compare it to another, and then pick another one up and compare. I always wondered why do that, I mean why waste time when Eeny-Meenie-Miney-Moe was always there to help. What was in one medication that the other didn’t have.</p>
<p><em>there is more ot come, this is just the beginning</em></p>
<p>thanks</p>