My Fire Fighting Experience

Essay by nignut11High School, 12th gradeA+, January 2008

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I serve the community as a volunteer firefighter. It was never a dream of mine to become a firefighter like many other children growing up. The reason that I became a firefighter was the fact that some of my friends were firefighters and they convinced me to become one. They told me that it is a very intense rush responding to a call with your blue light blaring, and rushing to the scene of the call with lights and sirens running. They also said that they liked the fact that they were the ones people looked to for help when something such as a fir a or a bad car accident has occurred.

I joined the Menands Fire Department in September of 2006. I was disappointed at first because I didn’t realize that I would be called “probie” and have to do a lot of “work” that I didn’t want to do.

Once I was off my probationary period, I started to like it a lot more. I was told that I had to take a class called Fire Fighter One to be qualified and certified to actually do some of the actual firematic activities that I was looking so forward to. I was told when I joined that firefighters have to be brave, willing to learn, smart, in good physical condition and able to have some fun.

I could still recall clearly the first call that took place in my firefighting career, inOctober. I remember my pager going off as if it were on fire. I remember running to my truck, flipping on my light and speeding down to the firehouse hoping that I would make the truck. I got there in the knick of time, grabbed my gear and ran to the truck. As we pulled out onto...