The summer started off with a bang, well actually some sirens and alarms, but same thing, right?
Summer usually means going home to coach, volunteer, and spend time with my family. However, this summer I took the opportunity to stay in North Manchester to intern as an Orientation Assistant for Manchester’s First-Year Experience Department. This means that while most of my friends were moving home for the summer, I was actually packing up and moving to a different hall that lacked AC, oops.
The first week was interesting to say the least. I started working in the office assisting in planning and organizing Orientation Days. I would wake up every morning with my cup of ambition singing 9 to 5 by Dolly Parton. The first day of work I was walking back to my room when I noticed, Schwalm (the hall I am living in this summer) was surrounded by firetrucks. It was all well though, this sort of thing happens a lot – it’s kind of just a part of the experience. The next day I walked back, I noticed an odd smell when I walked into my hallway – it kind of smelled like a pond and not a pretty one. When I opened the bathroom door, well, it was flooded. I said uh oh and went to find my best pal and RA Erin. RA’s can basically fix everything.
The next week, Erin was gone. That week also brought a tornado and a bed bug threat. All us summer residents went to the basement for about an hour and half before we finally got the all clear. The next few days consisted of bagging up clothes, moving furniture, and washing everything to make sure no bed bugs were going to bite me in my sleep. I could have been super annoyed about the fire alarms, odd circumstances, and sitting in a cramped basement for what felt like hours, but it was actually pretty comical. What are the odds that all these things would happen in the first weeks of summer? At this point I knew it was time to embrace the bad and try my best to see good in every situation.
After the week was over, Erin came back with gifts!! She gave us friendship ankle bracelets from the beach and mine was supposed to bring me luck. Well we went out for ice cream that night and when I went up to order I slipped up and said that I wanted a cup of Putter Becan instead of Butter Pecan. A few moments later it began pouring rain out of the middle of no where. The whole luck thing was not quite working out yet to say the least.
I’ve learned to not leave things up to luck. Faith, prayer, and effort sure do work a lot better. I keep my ankle bracelet on not as a reminder of luck, but rather as a reminder that life is what you make it.
Overall though, I’ve really enjoyed working, especially on the days when everything falls into place. We have had four Orientation Days for incoming first-years and each one brings so much excitement that all we have planned for is actually happening. I love zipping around campus in my golf cart, checking in with the Student Orientation Leaders to make sure that they and the students are happy, and just making sure that everything is in place.
So far so good, now for an extended vacation at home.