It was my first day of graduate school and one of my professors asked us to go around the room and introduce ourselves and share what brought us to social work. We were a diverse bunch, each person with a different story about why they chose social work and what they hoped to contribute to the field. Most of us were female, in our 20s, and had started graduate school soon after finishing college.
After class was over, I got into conversation with Larry* ( not his real name), one of my new classmates. Larry had a really impressive story; he came back for a social work degree in his late 60s after a long career as a lawyer because, although he found much success in law, he felt a calling to give back to society in a different way and he decided to go back to school.
As we walked in stride, we traded impressions of our first day and the class we had just finished.
“Rachel, can I ask you something?”, he leaned in, lowering his voice to a confiding whisper. “I feel like I sounded really stupid in my introduction to the class….What did you think?” [Read more…]