Busy Month

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Wow! January is turning out to be a really busy month for me although I must say I'm grateful that so far this semester is not as intense as the previous one.

First years are busy polishing up for interviews for summer internships, the list for the first round of admits '09 is out, the Wharton Welcome Weekend is round the corner. Second years are wrapping up, sorting through the finer details regarding where they relocating to for full time work, graduation is in May and so on.
I'm sort of feeling like a student under pressure too, well apart from the fact that I share in Sam's experiences (joys, pressures and anxieties of school) this time I have got some of my own.
About three months after coming to Philly I attended a Wharton Kids' Club meeting and ended up being assigned the duties of "Coordinator Wharton Welcome Weekend". I agreed to it but frankly had no clue what my job description was, let alone what happened at a Welcome Weekend. It didn't bother me that much because I knew it wasn't going to take place for a while until last week when I received an email that we were going to have a committee meeting and they expected a feedback from all the club reps. I was in a bit of a panic because I was still "green", I failed to get hold of the previous club members in this office and just the thought of standing in front of the committee of about 30 students made me my stomach like jelly. I had to attend the meeting with Mich and that made things even more tricky, the last time I went with him, lets just say I was kindly asked to keep him still and quiet. How do you keep a little two year old boy still and quiet for one and a half hours? so on top of being ill prepared I had to go with Mich, "stress"! I prayed for wisdom and God worked things out beautifully.
I didn't have to say anything and Mich was at his best behaviour, before going in I told him it was a very important meeting, that he had to sit still and play with his toys, I also told him of the consequences and repercussions if he didn't and all was good. He whispered to me when he wanted to say something, even though the whispers were loud we managed to pull it off.
Now I'm in the process of communicating with the fresh admits with children. It helps for them to know that there is a community for them when they come and they are free to ask questions regarding issues they are unsure of like family housing and schools for their kids.

Comments

  1. Kymbugs10:28 AM

    Hey
    So good that you are doing something! Great to hear about Mich (hilarious sometimes)
    Year's started well for me too over in UK even though not really updating my blog as often as I used to!
    Take care
    love Kim

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