Saturday, February 18, 2006

Power Statements!

What’s a power statement, you ask? It’s when you’re trying to sell yourself (like during an interview) and to answer a question you share (1.) … shoot, let me go look at my English book, I can’t think of the word in English for ‘habilidade’. Okay, got it… the word is SKILL. So you first share a skill that you have, and then (2.) briefly describe an EXAMPLE when you used that skill, and (3.) finish the statement off with a RESULT of your skill and how it can benefit your future employer.

We finished the CASP workshop in Palhoça today. At 6:15 pm there were only Bishop Robson and a new participant, Alexandre, present. So, we started anyway, since we were already starting late; another hour into the course Richard game, sweating in. An appointment he had on the island (Florianópolis) ran late, so we caught him up on everything he had missed. About that same time, the bishop’s 15-year-old son, Péricles joined us as well, along with a few of his friends.

Here is a picture:

Left to right: Alexandre, Me, Robson, Richard, David, Péricles, two other youth that participated for part of the day, and the bishop's daughter.

We managed to finish the course by 11 pm; making it so we didn’t have to make the trek back there this afternoon. Being that this group was 3/4 adults and 3/4 already had jobs, Dave and I had to teach a little differently to keep their attention. Robson is a meat vendor and has goals of managing and even teaching in the future; Richard is a musician who also models for commercials and advertisements; Alexandre is a physical education teacher and trainer at a gym. But they did a great job!

The rest of the day was spent sleeping in, studying and traveling. Speaking of which, we really appreciated Bishop Robson for his sacrifice the past two nights, giving us a ride from Palhoça to Kobrasol. It’s not anymore than a 10 minute drive, but I believe it was still a sacrifice for him and his family; I heard them commenting on their lack of gas.

I think Dave was sad we couldn’t make it back in time for the dance at church; I on the other hand was quite all right J. But maybe next time…