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Dear Hannah, what's it worth to you.
So one of my professors from last semester offered me a job being a research assistant to him this summer. He's just getting back from South Africa and wants me to help him go through survey's he conducted over there, analyzing the social effectiveness of transitional justice measures such as truth commissions and government reparations in a return to normalcy in countries which were torn apart by harsh or brutal regime changes. He's a big deal in the transitional justice field and I am looking to major in the government department. I honestly believe this is important research and it would be really interesting, in addition to great experience and something to put on a resume or grad school application. It could open a lot of doors. I'd be paid 3,000 for the summer, working 30 hours a week from memorial day until the first week of August. I could potentially have time for a summer class here or pick up another part time job working in colonial williamsburg. The college would pay for my room living here, although I'd have to cover board.
So what's the problem? Germantown. I'd have two weeks on either end of the summer to be there and could potentially come back some of the weekends, but Williamsburg would be my home. I'd for all intensive purposes be living on my own. I'd have a car, a job, go grocery shopping. I have a close friend who lives in Williamsburg and know other people staying to take summer courses, but it's not Germantown. I wont wake up on a Saturday and go swimming at black rock. I wont go to a key's game after work. I wont spend hours laughing in someone's basement or make late night runs for frosties. I am a freshman. I am 18. I am a kid and my life is changing so fast that I can barely catch a glimpse of it. Emily has moved out, but I'd be leaving Cat alone in Germantown, and I don't know if i can do that to her in one of the last summers I'll ever live with one of my sisters. But that's not it. I don't even know where I'd be living back home. I'd have to choose a house, and that choice alone may make it worth staying here so I don't have to make it. Maybe this was fate saying "Hannah, snap out of it, you are on your own. Home is no longer a place." But home is people. And my people are not in Williamsburg. This summer was already going to be one of the hardest for me, is staying here running away from that or will not being home make it all just worse?
So make a decision, Hannah, because a housing form is due Friday, but the time you have left with Germantown is dwindling almost as fast as the facade that was your home there.
So one of my professors from last semester offered me a job being a research assistant to him this summer. He's just getting back from South Africa and wants me to help him go through survey's he conducted over there, analyzing the social effectiveness of transitional justice measures such as truth commissions and government reparations in a return to normalcy in countries which were torn apart by harsh or brutal regime changes. He's a big deal in the transitional justice field and I am looking to major in the government department. I honestly believe this is important research and it would be really interesting, in addition to great experience and something to put on a resume or grad school application. It could open a lot of doors. I'd be paid 3,000 for the summer, working 30 hours a week from memorial day until the first week of August. I could potentially have time for a summer class here or pick up another part time job working in colonial williamsburg. The college would pay for my room living here, although I'd have to cover board.
So what's the problem? Germantown. I'd have two weeks on either end of the summer to be there and could potentially come back some of the weekends, but Williamsburg would be my home. I'd for all intensive purposes be living on my own. I'd have a car, a job, go grocery shopping. I have a close friend who lives in Williamsburg and know other people staying to take summer courses, but it's not Germantown. I wont wake up on a Saturday and go swimming at black rock. I wont go to a key's game after work. I wont spend hours laughing in someone's basement or make late night runs for frosties. I am a freshman. I am 18. I am a kid and my life is changing so fast that I can barely catch a glimpse of it. Emily has moved out, but I'd be leaving Cat alone in Germantown, and I don't know if i can do that to her in one of the last summers I'll ever live with one of my sisters. But that's not it. I don't even know where I'd be living back home. I'd have to choose a house, and that choice alone may make it worth staying here so I don't have to make it. Maybe this was fate saying "Hannah, snap out of it, you are on your own. Home is no longer a place." But home is people. And my people are not in Williamsburg. This summer was already going to be one of the hardest for me, is staying here running away from that or will not being home make it all just worse?
So make a decision, Hannah, because a housing form is due Friday, but the time you have left with Germantown is dwindling almost as fast as the facade that was your home there.