- My classmates are fun, and from such a wide variety of backgrounds. Everyone has a different path to this profession. Just asking "How did you get HERE?" (one of those open-ended questions!) is an education.
- You can learn this stuff...I mean, counseling has specific skills, specific steps, and fairly predictable outcomes (if done well--yes, a big if). But you don't have to be extra-wise or brilliant, just a warm-hearted, genuine, empathetic person willing to learn and use these skills. Who knew?
- My classes place great emphasis on discussion, especially social/cultural. I've never been in an environment where it is okay to discuss race or socioeconomic differences. The professor is fantastic...as a black woman she could put different spins on all of this, but she keeps discussions open, and welcomes diverse points of view--in fact, she seeks them out.
- I am growing, in ways I was warned to expect but didn't really believe. I have always had an issue about being a poor finisher: I have really great ideas but they peter out. I think I need to look at that about myself more. Something to ponder.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I'm loving school. Tuesday is skills class, followed quickly by the multicultural class. Yes, the class I was groaning about. Anyway, here is what I love, in no particular order: