Not until sixth form. I wanted to study languages and English and become a journalist.
I liked doing GCSE sciences, but I wasn’t exactly amazing at them, and some of it was *really* not my thing at all. I did the International Baccalaureate in sixth form, so I had to study a science. I did biology and wasn’t particularly great at that either, but I loved Psychology, and I decided that I wanted to study people. I only really realised that I could *do science* when I went to university.
I’m now really proud to call myself a scientist, I’ve changed a lot of my career ideas and done a lot of new learning, but I’ve had some excellent role models and it’s been totally worthwhile.
I’m not really sure, to be totally honest! My Dad has always done science (he used to make low-fat marg, mayo etc. for a big company), so I’ve always sort of known about science. He used to take us to his lab when we were little (maybe 7 or 8), gave us a lab coat, a pair of goggles, and we could “help” him with his work (I think that we caused more problems than we actually solved!). So I think that I always thought that science was pretty glamorous and intriguing. However, it wasn’t really until I went to Seniors School that I sorted of realised that science was actually really cool, and that it was the sort of thing that I ACTUALLY wanted to look at. We had some pretty good teachers, and then sort of inspired me to look into science a bit more. Then I realised that I didn’t want to just me like my Dad and walk around in a lab coat all day, but actually wanted to be myself and study science.
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