Today I wanted to share more about myself and paint you a
picture of the girl behind the words.
I am a 22 year old intern that is working in a rural town of
Ellensburg, Washington. If you don’t know where that is, think of the state of
Washington, and go smack in the center. It’s a quite town, generally speaking.
There’s a university, so that comes with the normal parties (we were the
college that made 4loko change its formula). But in the summer time, that dies
down to a dull roar of the college students that stay behind trying to find
something to do. See, Ellensburg does not have a whole lot to do. There’s a
lake. There are churches. PLEANTY of churches (I swear there’s one on every
other block). There are a few bars, but I don’t personally find any of them
fun. No malls. No amusement parks. No fun. Basically, the fun gets sucked out
of you while you’re here. There is good hiking, though.
Anyways.
I am an intern to complete my BS in Public Health. I will
also be getting my BA in Anthropology at the end of the summer. Why the heck am
I in a food bank? I wanted to get more experience with working with food,
low-income people, and working in a non-profit environment. What have a I
learned so far? That I really don’t want to work in a food bank ever again. Don’t
get me wrong, I love the people, I just feel like this is a drowning place.
Ever day is an uphill battle to help those who need it.
It has helped me focus in on what I really love. And that is
food. I have learned how to cook for more than 50 people at a time with ease. I
have learned different dietary needs. I have learned how to communicate better.
This week is mid-way through my internship. I have completed
a few projects and need ideas for some new ones. Anyone have any ideas?
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