Career Essay: My Dream Career As A Police Officer

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It took less than 20 minutes for me to realize my dream career at the ripe age of 15. From helping other bystanders detain and stop a man from beating his estranged wife to watching the “Sheep Dogs” as they are called, come running in and saving the day. I knew then and there what I wanted to do as a career but being so young, I truly didn’t know what the career entailed. Being a Police Officer in the modern day America is one of the hardest jobs to do. Day in and day out they must put on different masks and become protectors, friends, lawyers, doctors, counselors and so much more. It’s a fun and rewarding career, it’s where your zone partners don’t just become friends but they become family. You sure aren’t going to become rich but you don’t …show more content…

As I grew, I started to pay more attention to what adults must be keen to; benefits, cost-of-living, housing market and so much more and that’s when the City of Tampa on the West Coast of Florida caught my eye. I started doing my research about the city and more important, the Tampa Police Department. The more I researched the city and agency, the more I fell in love with the thought of becoming a Tampa Police …show more content…

What I read next completely took my breath away. There are only a few times in my life that I could say that something truly caught me off guard and this is the biggest one. The first thing that caught my eye was the silhouette of a police officer standing over the memorial as if he was the guardian of it and the wall behind the officer read: “Lost in the Line of Duty… United in Honor”. The two Tampa police badges were placed on top of the corners with a thin blue line wrapped around the badges and the masterfully written poem that fills the front of the memorial created by a retired Los Angeles Police Officer, George Hahn. The names of fallen police officers that fill both sides of the memorial. The first, John (Jack) McCormick, whom lost his life on September 26, 1895 ending with David Curtis and Jeffery Kocab, both lost tragically on June 29, 2010, I stood and read each and every officers life from top to bottom. I stood in front of the memorial frozen with shock and sadness and thought to myself, “Wow, is this what I really want to do? Do I want to possibly end up on this memorial one day with my family coming here grieving?” I hesitated for a minute and finally told myself “yes”. The names that I read here are the reasons I want to become a Police Officer, it’s the reason why I think

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