During my time at the San Diego Model Railroad Museum, my mentor was Melody Paredes, a kind, easily amused, Hispanic woman. Prior to working at the museum she knew nothing about trains and was still learning details about them throughout my time as an intern. She would constantly compare herself to her colleagues feeling as if there was so much more she should be doing but unable to do anymore. While I would have four projects going on at once, hopping between them to prevent them from feeling monotonous, she would carefully plan which task she would work on prioritizing what had to be done first. Then she would work on that task until she spoke with another employee and would formulate an entirely new project off of what they talked about. Though every project she made changed either because of critique, typically from Paul or me. On multiple occasions, the project she planned two weeks ago would change just the day before and only then would she feel ready for the activity. As to how she mentored me throughout the project, it was a passive mentorship. She would assign me tasks and …show more content…
I stutter, I speak too quietly, I walk too quickly, I felt as if I had completely failed my tour. But the senior citizens I guided thanked me and my mentor said I had made a first good attempt. That's when I realized that while I was praying for her to take over the tour, she was only planning to do so if everything went horribly awry. The trainwreck of my first tour was not nearly as bad as I had perceived it to be. This got me to actually improve my public speaking skills throughout the next three tours I would give during my time there. On the last tour, I gave, I was without Melody’s back up, I left my notes on my desk and I performed that tour perfectly. She taught me these skills by forcing me to develop them on my own and there is nothing I have learned that Is more valuable to
Since I was little, I have been struggling to find the way to my future. I ultimately lost interest in each prospective career I considered. Despite my extensive soul searching, I never seemed to find the perfect fit. That was until we took a trip to a museum that became life changing.
One memory that vividly sticks out in my mind from my childhood was that special summer when my parents told me we were going on a trip to Disney World. It was in June of 2001 and I was twelve years old. My parents planned the trip six months in advance. As a child, it seemed as if the time would never come. When it finally came time to pack and leave, I felt eager and excited. The night before our departure, I could not sleep at all. My most memorable childhood experience is of going to Walt Disney World with my family and having a great time.Vacations with the family were always joyous.
The mentor I have chosen is Vicki Garcia, my mom would always tell me how when I was younger how I loved to spend time with Mrs.Garcia and her family. Mrs. Garcia was like a second mother to me, and her daughter used to be my best friend. She chose this teaching career when she arrived back from Mexico. After living in Mexico for four years and being married to someone who is a native speaker she picked up spanish really well, she calls it her “redneck spanish”. Having the ability to speak spanish and english really opened many doors for her. After being a nurse for several years she changed professions. She chose to be a migrant teacher because she loves to teach children and watch them expand their minds so that they can be better people
I have more than one mentor in my life, teachers and friends that one way or the other helped shape the person that I am today. One person that I will always remember is Mrs. Luz Rodriguez, she was my Supervisor at a hospital where I used to work as a Purchase Agent.
Interviewer: Was there anyone in particular who really sticks out as a mentor to you?
My mentor would have to probably be my sister. She has been through alot, good and bad. And that is all that has made her very strong. She has 4 daughters and she is always there for them helping them out as much as possible, and she then yet still tries to help everyone out as much as possible.
The Colorado History Museum was a phenomenal place to visit; it felt life like from being in my Colorado History class in college as well as in my high school ones. I had the ability to see what it was like living in Keota, as well as being a huge size person walking around the Denver area, and lastly saw a few pieces of clothing that were the Native Americans during Bent’s Fort. Every detail in the museum I tried paying attention too, because I did not want to miss anything.
The mentors I had within each engagement area helped me to grow as an academic student and a future young professional. Dr. Cormier and Dr. Park served as my mentors during my Research Engagement Area and Director Gibson and Ms. Yon who were my mentors for both my Internship and Service
When I got my first job as a PT aide I met Tali, the woman who would become my mentor and confidant. She was tough as nails with bright red hair, a thick Israeli accent and arms that looked like they were sculpted out of clay. I'll admit, she was the most intimidating woman I had ever met, but she was also very sweet. I had absolutely no idea what I was getting into when I was assigned to her. She had such an unorthodox way of treating patients. It was completely bizarre but also absolutely brilliant.
My skills as a patient, independent problem solver who is both confident and knowledgeable in both the Royal Ontario Museum's history and collections will contribute to my success as a volunteer assistant. By working at an overnight camp, I have learned to be patient with children in a variety of situations such as high stress and lack of rest. After babysitting an assortment of clients over the course of three years. I have become an experienced and confident independent problem solver. Being a lifelong member at the Royal Ontario Museum and having attended many ROMkids programs, I am at total ease and have developed a thorough understanding of the ROM layout and the history behind gallery artifacts. My demonstration of patience, problem-solving,
In my high school career the person that had influenced me the most was Mrs. Georgia Stohr. She was my freshman English teacher and yearbook advisor through junior year. During my sophomore year she was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer. She taught me what it truly meant to be strong and loving. Throughout her battle she was always energetic and happy. She tried not to complain or be seen in pain. She put the yearbook staff and her students before her health in some cases and tried to be with us as much as possible. She would give us updates and make sure we knew exactly what was happening to her, even towards the end of her battle. Once her hair fell out she would wear funny hats and once, she came into class wearing a Victorian
My experience to the Dallas Museum of Art was a bit different from the last time I had attended the museum. I was curious to see what pieces of art there would be and if it would be the same as the previous visit which was long ago, but to me all the pieces of art were so different and very interesting. It may have been because I saw all the pieces in a new perspective since learning about the different types of paintings there can be and knowing how and where sculptures come from. Even though I do not know much of art I really gave it a try into seeing what the artist may have wanted us to get out of his work. By reading a view of the chapters made me aware of art, I wouldn’t call myself an expert, but it was actually nice knowing that a
I’ve been on a trip with my friend Lily Wagner to my grandmothers in Arizona, we’re both in this class and so we went to the Tucson Museum of Arts together a few days ago. They have a couple exhibits going at the moment, and some really interesting ones coming soon that I wish I could’ve seen. Currently they have “Horses of the West: Power, Freedom, and Friendship” which I really thought I’d be into since I rode horses up until a bit ago, but as it turns out horse art really isn’t my thing. They also had “Welcome to the American West” which had some lovely paintings and “Of Earth and Sand: Ceramics and Glasswork” which was my personal favorite, but I’ve always loved ceramics and anything to do with glass art.
The museum was a complete surprise. Most of this area of Georgia is very old and need improvement, but when I drove up to the museum, I was pleased. It was the museum, a church, and a cemetery adjacent to one another. In addition, it is surrounded by Spanish moss tress and Georgia wetlands. The architectural style of the building was well within context with its environment. There was a designated parking area, and the signs were clearly posted from the highway towards the museum, and upon arrival there were other signs to include one with the hours of operation.
I need to make sure to move more when giving my speech. Having an isle made me feel like I had to stay right in the center of the isle and not move. I know now the next time I am giving a speech to move the chairs a different way. The rate in which I was talking in my informative speech is another weakness.