Ctlc Reflection

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Wednesday, Today was a slow day, but very education. I am finding that out that my time at CTLC is better spent wathing then actually doing things. When I walked into the doubdle door facilty I seen the usual faces, and I greated them as I made my way back to my little small cubicl office. When I arrived at my office about two minutes after greeting several people, I noticed a small green sticky note that was on my desk from te day prior. The note was to remind me about the homeless alliance meeting in the chamber of commerce in temple TX. I completely forgot about it, so I had to replan my day out in order to mame the meeting. I was a little upset about replanning my day, because I plan to go to the gym at three oclok today. I guess thatnot …show more content…

Not because it is the last ay befire th week end. But because I get to practice coulsing with the clients one on one while Mr. kris watched me. Just like clock work I waled into the facilty, greeting the staff and made my way back to my office. As usul ms. Kros tested me on some of the questions that was on the social worker exam. But this time instead of only getting six out of ten correct. I got all of them correct, personally I don’t count them though. Only because they were easy question such s what do you d if a client tells you have feeling for you? While me and mS. Kris were habig a cpnversation about the test one of the staff mmebr came in to tel us that the prison her were here. To my surprise there was onky one prisoner present which is probably why Ms. Kris tol me on Monday that I had to wait until Friday to conduct thery by myseff. The prisoners was a male hispanis aproxamilty the age of twenty four. His prior arrest was for drug distributouion., I was shcok hat he told me what his rrst wa for because most prisoner try not to disclose that. This particular gentleman was proud of what he did and he said that now that he is out he is going ot do the same thibng. It was like he didn’t care that he could go back to jail. I am frighten of jail, but this man wasn’t , he was only 5 10 and about one 165 punds. I thought he was a skinny, guy. In my head all I could thin was that jail must not be what it use to be . it seems like not one if afraid of jail anymore. This indicidual did not want to hear anything thst I had ti say, I asked him how was his day and his response was can I egt my free ciehts now. I asked him what did he like to do and his response was figh people. Ms. Kris intervened and stop the session, because it was clear that he did not want to be here. Ms. Kris said that if a client does not want to talk to a therapist do not make hi. This remined me of a discussion that I had this week

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