26 souls. 3 remaining modules. 2 final exams and 1 last field placement and that will sum up my final months as a student of the social work course. We all came with a different cause. Some enrolled with noble intentions with a few others that were inspired by professionals currently or had left the field. Then you have people like me who joined the class for the wrong reason. A careless mistake if I had double if not triple checked my preferences on the enrollment form back then.
It was without a doubt a wrong if not silly reason but I believe it was the right choice and I daresay I never for once regretted making that silly mistakes which my friends enjoy poking fun off. Never regretted because I’m proud to be part of the first social work class ever created in a polytechnic. I don’t know about the others but throughout my whole time studying all the concepts and theories, I observed many changes within me. Changes that make me a better and better person each day. A better person because I had a better understanding of myself. A better person because I had more confidence dealing with everyday issues. A better person because I forged more friends both in and out of the class.
Now when I looked back, some of the things I do are just plain outright silly and dumb. Whatever it is, I’m just glad that my class is back to the way it is; just like the first few days of our lessons packed days and I hope that there will always be days where all if not most of us could gather together for lunch and what else activity just to laugh and have fun. Of course, all the changes will never happen and all the conflicts will never be solved if it ain’t for our beloved lecturers (Not in the picture) who work tirelessly with little complains to ensure our brains get the proper nutrition of the really abstract concept of theories and frameworks and all the other wonders it does to people like you and me. When the going get tough, they would lend a listening ear and sound advice like any counselor and social worker will do.
We are a blessed bunch because there might be a hundred and one reasons to hate your lecturers but these passionate young adults just gave us a hundred and one reasons to love them even more with each passing day and we don’t just have one or two but four inspiring individual guiding us. Unless you want to factor in those part time lecturers imparting their fair share of knowledge in as well but otherwise, we are indeed blessed like no other student within the school campus.
I hardly show my appreciation to them but I will never forget the things they have done and for that, I’m extremely grateful. So if they’re reading this, I just want to thank them for everything and anything they have done to put us through the course as potential social work professionals in the near future.
It is without a doubt the end of a chapter but it isn’t really THE END. In fact, this is just the beginning. A beginning of a new chapter in life and I look forward to what is install for me… always as a social work student.