In Doing Community Service for Senior Citizen

Yeey! Here comes the my fourth entry since I went back home and the second for my “In Doing Community Service..” blog series. These series, if ever I failed to inform you guys in my previous post (which I actually did 😀 :D) entailed my experiences as an intern at the CSSDO – Talomo A District. The said social welfare arm of the City Government of Davao is mandated to provide basic social services to the disadvantaged, depressed, oppressed, and exploited citizenry of the city. Furthermore, as described through their site, it provides comprehensive programs and services which will take a span from “womb to tomb” and “ejaculation to resurrection”. That’s how they say it. 🙂

In Doing Community Service for Women (Part 1)

One significant reason why students must have undergone an internship before their college days are over is for them to be exposed and be ready in a real working scenario. It’s an integration between knowledge and application. One cannot comprehend unless applied, or one cannot be applied unless being understood.

Fourth Phase

While I was talking and posting some of my ‘adventure-filled’ week, this time, I wanna share some of my memories with my recently concluded internship. And hey! It was still the fourth, not the last ! 😀 😀

The reason why I was being idle from posting was because I had my internship for the last 400-hour in my student life. Thankfully, we had to close another phase and be willing to welcome our next phase with an open arms.

Selfless Team

One thing that I love most about being a psychology intern is the opportunity of being exposed into different environment. The psychology itself is broad enough and each of the settings has different characteristics from one another. The exposure will range from educational, industrial and clinical, the community which will be in a form of community extension and our recently concluded psychometric and counseling.

Good Words

Time ran so fast.

Years ago, we were these students who were eager enough to pay attention (or maybe pretending to do so for the word “respect”) to our sub-teacher as they took over the class. I remembered the with their haggard faces, bulky bags and high-heeled shoes. Nevertheless, they never failed to give us their cheerful smiles to make us at ease.

Within a span of 50-day internship for educational setting, I exactly knew how they felt. We got to do, think and feel the same way as they did. At times, you’d become the students center of knowledge, of jokes and anything in between. Either way, you got to give them nothing less than of an almost “job-well-done” in return of these little token- good words. This was exactly the reason why keeping this blog idle for a moment was all worth it.