First things first. Being an alum is just, the weirdest thing ever. The counselors I’m working with this summer are all current Meredith students, a few of which just finished their freshman year. Babies. They are younger than I was my first summer with the program. Crazy. This does a few things to my self esteem:
1. It makes me feel old and wrinkly when they talk about their freshman halls and RAs.
2. It makes me feel old when they say things like “When you were at Meredith did you (participate in Cornhuskin’, eat in the dining hall, have this professor, etc).
3. It makes me feel old when they mention that they are student advisors for the Class of 2014.
4. It makes me feel old when they talk about not sleeping at nights because they are college students. And alas, I am not and I enjoy sleeping at nights.
5. It makes feel old when a fellow counselor (not a Meredith student, but younger male helper) misunderstood me and instead of saying “what?” said, “‘mam?”
Even though they make me feel old by their mere presence and lack of onyxes, they are a wonderful group of people to work with. We are having a great time. The students this year are a different feel than the past two years, they are very outgoing from the beginning, enjoy talking in English to each other and have some hilarious, hilarious, and I mean, HILARIOUS quirks. One student loves green peppers and tricked me into eating one today (“Be brave, Kellie, be brave. Eat the pepper.” I did, and it was gross). That’s just the tip of the iceberg of personality in this group. I am learning so much, as always and am adjusting to being a teacher instead of a student. It’s neat. God is really working in my heart in so many different areas, and I am just so thankful for this summer and how everything is coming together. Again, it’s just been like all the perfect people at the perfect time in my life to help me get to where I need to be. I’m so undeserving, yet so grateful.