Hello everyone!
Well, it’s June. The summer season has started. And with that, many of us are working various jobs to afford the things we want. For me, the thing I want the most is the ability to go back to school without taking out immense loan monies. So here’s my summer work schedule:
- Working at Alto Cucinas- a high class restaurant in Erie
- Assistant Administrative Director for the Erie Playhouse Youtheatre camp
- Low Brass instructor/Marching instructor for my old HS marching band
- Various jobs around my home town
- Music instructor for Ted Sharon’s Playground summer theatre program
- Assistant director for a children’s show in Erie.
Along with all my work, I have some things to be working on for next semester already:
- I was selected to be the director for PAC’s production of Company. Time to start conceptualizing.
- I will be working with Eliza Meunch on publicity next semester.
- Find audition pieces for Kiss Me, Kate, Electra, Fuddy Meers (which I cannot be cast in due to Company), and Charlotte’s Web (same situation as Fuddy Meers).
Within this busy schedule, I’m also having a hard time readjusting to being home. This past year, Fredonia has become my home and in the last semester especially I became very close with my roommate, my class, and my faculty. It’s a truly wonderful feeling to be able to knock on the door of one of my professor’s with a question and end up having a full conversation with them. I also miss being able to walk down the hallway to hang out with my friends.
This brings me to question where home is for me. It’s said that “Home is where your heart is.” Well, where is home if you aren’t entirely sure? I have my mother and sister here in McKean who I love dearly. But my sister will be moving to Iowa to start her new life as a doctor of osteopathic medicine in a few days. At Fredonia, I have the friends who have become my family. In McKean, I have a house where I’ve lived for 20 years. In Fredonia, there is always a couch or bed in some dorm or house that I can stay. I know that when I graduate, I will not be returning to Erie. I’m not sure where I’ll go yet, but it won’t be here. I also know I won’t be staying at Fredonia.
I’m, therefore, forced to say that “home” lies with those you care about. And for me, that “home” is scattered across the eastern coast. I suppose this is how the seniors will feel for quite some time. But it’s certainly hard to swallow right now.
But until August, I will have to make the best of my time here. So, I’ll just chin up and work, waiting for my time to get back. I hope the rest of you are all having a lovely summer. I’ll check back with some news about my camp in the month to come.
KAB
