Anyway, with one semester down, I am allegedly more intelligent than I was four months ago. That means that I have knowledge to share with the world!
This semester has taught me a lot of things. Do you want to know how the ecological systems model applies to social work? No? Well, that's a shame, cause I have that grad school knowledge. How about the different stages of the helping process? Still no takers? That's okay, we can use your disinterest as a tool of engagement. Woohoo!
The main point, besides me naming the two different terms I actually remember from my final exams, is that I've learned a lot this semester and I want to spread the love.
Lesson One: It's the Little Things
If graduate school has taught me one thing so far, it's that it is completely necessary to appreciate the little things. Did you have a good cup of coffee (or four) this morning? Was your favorite song playing on the radio when you got into the car? Maybe your boss was only mildly aggressive with you instead of outright terrifying.
Though this is no news flash, life is too rough to not find the happy in it. So if color coding your planner set your little anal-retentive heart a flutter, then good for you. Also, we should probably be friends- I have, like, 80 different kinds of post-its.
Lesson Two: Constructive Criticism is Important
During a class this semester, I was unlucky enough to be asked to playact a therapy session in front of the class. Our professor would randomly ask students to do this so we could receive feedback on our therapeutic skills and style.
My partner was doing an admirable job of pretending to be an overwhelmed mother who suspected one of her children of abusing drugs. When we finished our scenario, our professor looked over at me with quirked eyebrows. "Good job, Jessica," he said. "Next time, maybe just watch your tone. Try, perhaps, to act like drug abuse is a bad thing and not something that generates happiness in others."
As I tried to contain a blush, I was forcefully reminded of the importance of constructive criticism. Well, actually, I was forcefully reminded of my annoyance at my naturally high-pitched, perky voice, but I'm sure there's an important lesson about constructive criticism in there somewhere.
Lesson Three: Friends are Necessary
Where would I be without my program friends with whom I can laugh, complain, drink, joke, complain, relax, cram, and complain? Though- fair warning- I'd prepare myself if you're gonna drink with us. It's been said that no one parties like social workers. Well, okay. We're the only ones who say that, but it's totally gonna catch on soon.
My roomie is a big key to my sanity. Not only does she listen to me talk about school and work, she willingly sees and even speaks to me before I've had my first cup of coffee. Grad school has apparently made her brave.
And I don't even want to imagine going through school (or anything) without my sister. Her talents are many, including the ability to tell me to calm the hell down while simultaneously conveying 'you're a crazy person, but I still love you' with her eyes. Friends, obviously, are a necessary component of surviving graduate school with your sanity and happiness still in check.
So, there you have it, guys! Three life lessons brought to you a 1/4 MSW. Hopefully they can help you in your new year endeavors. And for any fellow grad students out there: congrats on a completed semester and good for you for pursuing what you love. Happy holidays, everyone!