Growing up from childhood, the sciences were always never my first love. Maybe never even my love at all. There was an innate passion for things of the arts. Passion clearly seen in natural interests demonstrated in stage performances, writing, creating. I read the news for my school every year, anchored stage dramas, did lots of art work and was actively learning to play musical instruments. How I got into nursing school? Story for another day. Lol. So as I progressed through life, I continued extracurricularly every of these activities but quit my lessons on the keyboard or rather, convinced myself I'll learn it better later. As you can guess, 8 years down the line now, and I'm back to the novice where I started from. Where am I going? Now, passion was what got me started in the first place right? But what happens when it's not nurtured? It dies. We are young people and nurses or nurses-in-training, and it's seeming like every other thing we used to love doi...
The Nurses' Journal is a social community network for African Nurses, focused on the younger generation. A platform where aspiring and student nurses can nurture their passion, establish professional communal relationships, reflect and relearn from experiences, expand capacities, thereby, instilling personal and professional growth. In turn, we seek to reconstitute the building blocks that make up the nursing profession and strengthen its advancement in Africa.