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For the past two years I’ve been an editorial assistant at Teen Voices and during part of that time I was also a mentor in their journalism-mentoring program. I was “assigned” a few teen girls and my role was to help them learn, master, and love the process of writing an in-depth article while also being that ‘big sis’ who would be there for them to talk about anything ranging from the boys at school to the family issues at home. It isn’t a big time commitment but it is a lot of work. It requires patience, good management skills, and you definitely have to love teen girl issues—or at least be able to relate to them!
But this past semester I couldn’t be a mentor, unfortunately, because of conflicts in my schedule. I would, however, see the girls every few weeks for a few minutes since I still volunteered once a week in the Teen Voices office. Because of the limited time that I was in the office, I couldn’t really catch up with them on a regular basis and help them out as they were wrapping up their sophomore, junior and senior years of high school. What’s even more upsetting is that because I’m graduating I’ll be moving back home. So unless I come back to the town I went to college in, I won’t get the chance to see them anytime soon.
With that being said, I decided to have a “mentee reunion” on a Friday. I asked the girls to save a few hours of their Friday night for girl time with me. I told them I would meet them at Teen Voices, pick them up after their workshop session, and bring them to my apartment. They loved this idea and we were all excited to hangout. We watched (or rather talked through) Love Actually, baked cupcakes, ordered pizza, ate half-baked Ben and Jerry’s ice cream, and painted our nails like Vanessa Hudgens’. At the end of the night, I let them choose two nail polishes from my stash and then walked them to the train station so they could get back home.
I walked back home and thought, “Man, I’m going to miss those girls!” As much as I was their mentor to help them the semester before, they’ve definitely helped me—whether they know it or not. Their smiles, laughter, and their willingness to open up to me makes me 1) happy that I’m no longer a high school student and 2) happy that I was able to form a trusting relationship with them.
It’s important to give back and to pay it forward. Whether I was a mentor for two semesters or five years, it’s good to show the girls that you’re not just their mentor, you’re also their friend, confider, and you really do honestly care about them and that you’ll forever be a phone call away.