Blast From the (Not So Distant) Past
Posted on August 20, 2009
It’s been about a month since the “official”
Areyvut Internship Program ended, with our initial group of 5 leaving us. Though they have been gone, they certainly have not been forgotten. Some left mementos on the wall, others items on their desks or computers. Last week after attending a meeting I was asked how I knew if the internship program this year was a success. Without any hesitation I answered “yes” and then explained further.
Throughout the summer, as I’ve now mentioned several times, each of them did “real” work and contributed to
Areyvut in meaningful ways. Programming aside, it seemed (at least to me) that we all genuinely enjoyed each other’s company. We often spent time making each other laugh (purposely or not) and showing off our talents.
However, I was most pleased to answer that of course the internship was a success because even since it ended, we have stayed in contact. Think about it…would you want to email someone that you couldn’t stand? For the most part, email has been our best and most convenient form of communication. It’s how we found out that one of our interns has since landed her first “real” job after college. Texting has also been a fan favorite, enabling us to keep up with some who have since gone on vacation with their family.
While each of these means of communication are certainly viable options for the 21st century, nothing could have prepared me for the intern encounter I had earlier this week. On what I thought would be a typical Monday morning, I found myself, about an hour into my workday welcoming back a former intern from the summer. He entered
Dunkin Donuts Munchkins in hand ready for what used to be the Monday morning staff meeting. Unfortunately for him, I was the only one in the office. We chatted for a while, but then each of us had to get back to our regularly scheduled activities of the day.
It always makes me feel warm and fuzzy (even in a good way on these humid mid-August summer days) to spend actual time with people who have helped you so much over the summer. I only hope that we can return the favor by providing letters of recommendation, a friendly unexpected email or even a box of Munchkins in the future.
To the Areyvut interns of 2009: Kelly, Yehuda, Emma, Flo, Dvorah, Elisheva and Lara we wish you the best of luck and hope you come back to visit “early and often”. Go fight win! Go fight win! Go fight win!
It’s been about a month since the “official” Areyvut Internship Program ended, with our initial group of 5 leaving us. Though they have been gone, they certainly have not been forgotten. Some left mementos on the wall, others items on their desks or computers. Last week after attending a meeting I was asked how I knew if the internship program this year was a success. Without any hesitation I answered “yes” and then explained further.
While each of these means of communication are certainly viable options for the 21st century, nothing could have prepared me for the intern encounter I had earlier this week. On what I thought would be a typical Monday morning, I found myself, about an hour into my workday welcoming back a former intern from the summer. He entered Dunkin Donuts Munchkins in hand ready for what used to be the Monday morning staff meeting. Unfortunately for him, I was the only one in the office. We chatted for a while, but then each of us had to get back to our regularly scheduled activities of the day.
