Responsibility. That is probably the first thought that comes to mind when describing what it means to be a Residential Advisor for most people. This perspective of thinking merely how much the job will entail hinders the ability to see how much it gives back to you. I live on a floor with 70 beautiful souls that are just beginning their college experience. They have so many questions and you can see the excitement in their eyes as they leave with fellow floor-mates and grab dinner or hit the gym together. Their story is just beginning.
When I was resident last year I remember how scary it was to be on a floor with a bunch of other kids. The step of getting to know each other is probably the hardest because no one knows what to say to each other besides “What classes are you taking?” or “How was your summer?” and my favorite, the awkward “what was your name again?” Eventually you remember they are going through the same situation as you and soon you start finding out what music they like, their favorite movies and their hobbies. Soon the residence hall starts to feel familiar and normal.
College is another step in the journey to figuring out what the somewhat abstract thought of the future will look like for each of us. As Residential Advisor I am here to be there for my residents in the most difficult of times and to cheer them on at football games. The job is not always easy. There are situations that test us and makes us question what the right answer is but I think that is also what college is for. As a resident, a student, or staff member we are all on the quest of finding out what our truth is. The truth that we choose is what defines us and stays with us as we continue to grow up.
Through my eyes I see part of the next generation who is trying to find their place, their passion. They like to listen to loud music but they also get excited when you ask them how their day is and remember their name. I see that along with my Co- Residential Advisor that we create the community on our floor. Our residents rely on us to make them feel accepted, respected, and comfortable. That can mean leaving your door open while you do homework and playing Beyoncé through your speakers. You would be surprised who walks past your door and starts singing that song. Sitting in the common room sometimes and just showing them that we are here and people just like them.
Lucky. That is the word that comes to mind when I think of a word that describes how I feel about this experience. I get to see my residents strive for new things and when their feeling lost I can be there to help them or point them in the direction of someone who can. What some residents don’t see is, as much as they think we are shaping their lives they teach us perspective too. Through my eyes I see the future.
