I know that I wrote about this last year, but already I miss my daughter. Luckily, my son lives right here in San Antonio, but my time with our daughter was way too short this summer. She interned (again!!!) for most of the summer, but she was able to “give us” two weeks at home before returning to college.
When I was growing up, my summer jobs consisted of just that… summer jobs. It seems like today, students who want to get ahead have to intern in jobs that are essentially “try outs” for the jobs they will hold when they graduate from college.
I remember some of my summer jobs: salad “girl” at an Officer’s Club, dessert “girl” at that same club, greeter at a lake resort, envelope stuffer at that same resort, neighborhood newspaper girl… not anything that actually contributed to my formal education. Those jobs, however, did contribute to me learning the importance of holding a job, showing up on time, and working for my wages.
Although my jobs weren’t anything like today’s society (almost) requires of our college students, my jobs did actually fulfill their roles of teaching me that, in short, money doesn’t grow on trees and that you have to strive to be the best you can be in any situation in which you find yourself.
Of course, as I proof read this blog I am struck with how I totally lost the initial point of my blog… Summer is over and students are back in school… whether they still live at home or they are off to other locations… those of us who are parents miss them terribly.
