Week 4 Journal
Another week at work has gone by. I think that time is simultaneously going both faster and slower. I have, for one, hunkered down on an official project of my own for about the next month. In a twist of events, it is no longer School Bus Safety. The gentleman who is working on signage for the rear of school buses only just got the funding, and the next opportunity for RWNZ to act on the issue won’t really be until after I’ve left
As far as inter-office relationships go, I am starting to get below the surface with Bee. At least I think I am. I really like her – she’s spunky! I learned a lot about her family, her fiancés family, her dreams, and so on. Getting to know people, to really know them, is something I enjoy doing. And I think that
Shortly afterwards,
Week 5 Journal
Apologies for the abrupt ending on that last instalment.
I can hardly believe that my fifth week is drawing to a close. Is it really the half-way point already? I will be sitting down with
This last week has been interesting. At times, I have a bit of difficulty keeping up with the shifting policy focuses that
Most of my difficulty, I think, stems from the way that I have to do such extensive reading and research to understand the context of whatever policy I am to be looking at at any given time. I can’t help it – I want to understand exactly what it is that I am dealing with before I make any moves. In the meantime, I am working on figuring out which angle to take in updating this report done by Amanda, which has meant reading her report several times through and taking notes on it, and utilising the wonderful internet to try and piece together what has happened to disturb the waters of ECE.
I am beginning to feel as though I am a part of the office these days, though. Bee and I have good laughs on a daily basis, whether it be about the way in which ducks dislike and chase her whenever she’s around them or about how we need to take a “stomach-crunch” break at work. I even got a flash-back moment to working in the NLCF office the other day when I faced a battle of epic proportions with the copy machine. Paper jams can be nasty, but I emerged victorious and with all of the copies I needed in hand.
This internship is invaluable. It really is. Although for a student of political science, I find politics to be amusing. I think my main rationale for choosing my major was that I enjoyed writing about the ideas. Theory. I like the process of stringing together different pieces of information, different theories, different stories and experiences, and making them fit together. I like to write. There’s something about it for me. It allows me to communicate in a way that I am otherwise not able to. I usually have so many thoughts buzzing around, but when I try to articulate them, they become so jumbled. But when I write, my inhibitions are gone. I know exactly how to get across what I want to say. It’s wonderful.
Until next week.
3 comments:
What a pleasure to read of your work and adventures in NZ. I'm sure your experience will be a real plus when you find yourself in the job market back in the good ol' U.S. of A.
love your pics!! :)
little lady
Beautiful post. You are a very gifted writer and it's really neat to see God using that in your life. Love love love love love from the one and only Beemers =]
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