social workers as pawns

on memories and social recognition and self acceptance. Honesty and the vague but poignant feeling that all was not not honesty. It never is. The little secrets we all harbor in our souls,disappointments and lost time. what use is it to decry what was never or was beautiful.silly to think that life could have been otherwise. foolish to become bitter and entangled in a web of deception and self deceit. Oh do I know of loves that were never, stars that were crossed, mediocrity lived when they thought the world at their feet. I did too to a point. Life is now, this moment, this feeling of hearing my daughter coming down the stair claiming she's hungry. I'm thinking she's going for the Hagen Daaz. She goes for the chicken. But it's 11:30 and you're having dinner? well we had dinner at 3 in the afternoon so this wold be a Spaniard's version of supper.
Am I a social worker yet? am I?! Does tucking in someone count? Or would Ms.X. be shocked and appalled at the lack of boundaries. Boundaries don't count in the human relation. boundaries are only valid for tasks and jobs and avoidance of malpractice suits. I'll go elsewhere and practice real social work. What is done around here is mostly attempts by the dominant classes to subdue those who would question their legitimacy. Social workers as pawns as it were. That's the title of the book that i will write.

Semester's end

Another semester of Touro Graduate School of Social Work behind me sort of...internship continues. I learned so much about how little I know!! That could be good...What a hard semester that was! Working nights, the internship, the classes. I am starting to realize that I will be a changed person when I finish this degree. Not by virtue of the "Degree" but by what I am learning, and the internal changes occurring. I don't think I'll ever be a good clinician, but the classes with Dr. Krantz blew me away. At times irritating, at times incredibly funny, he is a master at what he does. He was able to put me in an imaginary chair with an imaginary client and for the first time in a class setting I was at a loss for comments and terrified of making a fool of myself...I look forward to another semester, maybe I won't feel so inept. I think I'll be alright, and above all I will continue to learn a craft that is as intense, cerebral and challenging as any course on physics or any other so called "hard science". It truly is a blessing to have teachers who are masters in their skill.

Touro College

As previously stated, one month's respite from Touro College is feeling somewhat good, but I really enjoy my classes there. Touro College has what I feel are indispensable characteristics for a School of Social Work at a Master's level. I know I'll be complaining about the overload with school and work and internship, but in the end it all works out. Prof. Elhanon Marvit is absolutely the best! A wonder of a man, an excellent, dedicated and challenging teacher, he truly is. as he says, a social worker, but also a scholar of social work. Thank You
It sounds like I'm pushing the school, but no, these are my musings and this is what I feel today.