So tonight I’m participating in another alumni panel discussion. My former professor got in touch with me shortly after this profile ran to ask if I would join other Newhouse alumni and speak with 14 of this year’s graduates. Now we all know how I feel about public speaking: not exactly my cup of tea. But I said yes anyway (it’s practice, I guess). I just have to remember that I'm doing this for our children (our 20-something-year-old children).
Plus, I’m still amused by the fact that people think I have some wisdom to share. I’m still learning, but I doubt that will ever stop. I wonder when I’ll finally see myself as a “knowledgeable career woman”and less like a “wide-eyed newbie.”
P.S. This also means I had to number 27 and my feet have been killing me all day!
UPDATE: The discussion went really well and I probably learned as much from the other alumni as the students did. I'm almost certain my thought-out responses came out sounding like "RAWR RAWR!" but that's neither here nor there. Best of luck to those grads and I'm sure their names will pop up in mastheads eventually!
P.P.S. Those shoes are so going in the trash. Psycho women, how do you put up with the pain?
Plus, I’m still amused by the fact that people think I have some wisdom to share. I’m still learning, but I doubt that will ever stop. I wonder when I’ll finally see myself as a “knowledgeable career woman”and less like a “wide-eyed newbie.”
P.S. This also means I had to number 27 and my feet have been killing me all day!
UPDATE: The discussion went really well and I probably learned as much from the other alumni as the students did. I'm almost certain my thought-out responses came out sounding like "RAWR RAWR!" but that's neither here nor there. Best of luck to those grads and I'm sure their names will pop up in mastheads eventually!
P.P.S. Those shoes are so going in the trash. Psycho women, how do you put up with the pain?