Friday, December 10, 2004

Sentimental Thoughts and Lyrics

I guess I was not done with my blogs. I got at least one more to do, so here it goes.

I once was encouraged by a man to apply for a job at the Community carrier Center. If I got the job I would be a manager and my duties would be to aid people, mostly Hispanic women, in finding jobs and receiving the type of education that they would need to be able to acquire higher paying jobs. My friend helped me through the process of filling out my application, he even did a mock-interview with me. He was very helpful. When I left his office to go to the real interview I told him that I hardly felt qualified to be applying for this job. The job description said they were looking for someone with at least 5 years experience, a degree in social work or a related field, and the ability to communicate in Spanish. Of the three prerequisites for the job I fulfilled one; I spoke Spanish. After expressing my concern to Bob (that was my friends name) he said something to me that has stuck. He said, "Bush was not qualified to be president, but he got the job anyway." Some people would not agree with what he said, but it still teaches a good lesson. If you want to do something bad enough and believe you will do well in it, go for it. So that is what I did. Sadly I didn't get the job; however, I made it to the final two candidates. That was pretty good for only having one year of college under my belt.

This experience gave me some confidence I was lacking and probably is the main reason why I decided to apply to work at the Writing Center. Before working here I didn't have much experience tutoring writers, but I wanted to be able to do it. I knew that by, as Kyle said in his first blog, just jumped in and wanting to learn how to tutor writers, I would. I definitely am no expert yet, but every day I learn something knew, and that is why I love my job. I hope to be able to continue working here so I can help others and help myself even more.

part 2 of verse 1 of WET PAINT:

Asleep, I let the monster bite me.
It bit so hard it woke me up
and made me cry.

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