'I am going to be re-positioned anyway. Mind as well you let me go to a place I know I am going to enjoy myself and learn some more.'
This sentence left some people in awe about 6 months ago. I had been known to have refused offers to work in other sub directorates or different units in my institution during my 14 years length of service. I could have stayed in my position forever and eva' until I was in a situation that I HAD to move. It seemed I had no other choice. And then, there was this opening. After the ordeals of asking here and there for permissions and blessings, I applied.
No, this is not going to be about what is happening now in my life. Not this time, at least.
So, what is it that I have in mind? First, I would read all the textbooks I can find and 'get re-married' with the academic side of me. I mean, all those knowledge? Tsk, tsk, tsk. Then I would make and revise and modify all presentation slides I have used all these years. New templates, new background theory to insert, new audience to please. What can I say, I get bored easily in this department. If I have enough free time for that, of course.
What's time got to do with my self-development? Now, I come to the second part that might answer this question. This unit requires time, energy and patience when it comes to dealing with people. By people, I mean, boss(es), colleagues, people from the branches, teachers, prospective teachers and others. I imagine I would get assignments to design a course, 'seduce' the trainers, prepare the schedule, contact the people that you might not know, cater to the needs of the trainers (and prospective teachers), prepare the administrative stuff, collect the result (which means I have to 'seduce' the trainers one more time), summarize the feedback results, make reports and monitor the whole process. I have watched and learned the ropes in so many occasions. I am a visual learner. Hahaha. Oh yeah, I've heard I have to deal with, sometimes, two or three projects at the same time! I think 'to care is to serve the trainers' is my motto there.
Working in this unit is definitely going to put me under the microscope. I think everyone's eyes will watch every move I make, every words I say. I remember when I was in the testing department, that's how people saw me. And I was only a staff! Words about me doing something, usually something wrong, traveled faster than a speeding bullet. And people would usually ask, "Daff? Oh, I see.' 'She did what? Oh, I see.' 'From which branch is she?' 'Aaaaw, that branch. Hmmm.' I just couldn't escape the fact that I belonged to a certain workplace at the same time and would always be 'related' to it. That kind of judgment should be handled in an easy-going manner, I think. Still, fairness is something that people from all over branches also expect from me. When I was in testing department, for example, I had to answer questions and I represent my friends from my unit when the questions came from my branch. It's only fair. But I must say, that's easier said than done, unfortunately. Perhaps partly because it is difficult to break lose from the bond. Believe me, I have had the experience.
In conclusion?
Hmmm, though the second and third 'scenes' take longer paragraph to write, I'd still want to try my luck to be in this unit. The first scene still lingers in my mind. God knows until when. Perhaps when the time is right. Yes, I know it will.
4 comments:
i meant what i told u some time ago miss (via sms, still remember?)... :)
which one?
i see. it's from FB. ;-)
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