Protecting the Three
I am the Officer, follow me Preserving the peace is where I'll be I
am the torch that lights the way In darkness my courage will pave a way Leading the others, that is me I
am the Officer guiding the three
I am the Fire Fighter, follow me Into the flames is where I will be I
am he who battles the beast To protect that on which it would feast Leading strength to the others, that
is me I am the Fire Fighter supporting the three
I am the Medic, follow me Easing the pain
is where I will be I am the one who helps them survive Lifting the fallen to keep them alive Treating
the others, that is me I am the Medic healing the three
I am the Dispatcher, don't follow me Agony
and chaos is where I will be Working in obscurity, this forgotten place Not death, but insanity is the danger
I face Answering the call, that is me I am the Dispatcher protecting the Three
Who Am I?
I am the voice that calms the mother breathing life into her infant son. I am the invisible hand
that holds and comforts the elderly man who woke up and found his wife of 50 years had passed away during the night. I
am the friend who talks the disgruntled teenager out of ending her own life. I sent help when you had your first automobile
accident.
I am the one who tries to obtain the information from callers to ensure that the scene is safe for those
I dispatch to emergencies - all the while anticipating the worst and hoping for the best.
I am the psychologist
who readily adapts by language and tone of voice to serve the needs of my callers with compassion and understanding. I
am the ears that listen to the needs of all those I serve.
I have heard the screams of faceless people I will
never meet nor forget. I have cried at the atrocities of mankind and rejoiced at the miracle of life.
I was there,
though unseen, by my comrades in the field during the most trying emergencies. I have tried to visualize the scene to
coincide with the voices I have heard.
I am usually not privy to the outcome of the call, and so I wonder...
I
am the one who works weekends, strange shifts and holidays. Children do not say they want my job when they grow
up. Yet, I am at this vocation by choice. Those I help do not call back to say thank you. Still, there is comfort
in the challenge, integrity and the purpose of my employment.
I am thankful to provide such a meaningful service. I
am a mother, a father, sister, brother, son or a daughter. I am here when you need me and still here when you don't. My
office is never empty, and the work here is never done. I am always on call. The training is strenuous,
demanding and endless. No two days at work are ever the same.
Who Am I? I am an emergency dispatcher and I am
proud.
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