open

i volunteered to help out at my university open day last sunday and it was really so rewarding and so great.
i wasn't too sure what to expect, i volunteered because it seemed like a good thing to do, because maybe my friend was going to too.
it was a three hour shift but it seemed to last nothing.
i spoke to anxious mothers and fathers and kids who were excited, interested, apathetic.
i sparked interest and intrigue and interaction.
i remember when i came to open day, i didnt talk to any students, i just wandered around, looking and hoping
but i felt, on sunday, it was such an opportunity to help kids to decide, or to maybe decide, or at least to know.
these two boys, probably 17 or 18, were so interested in the course. often, it is the parents who interrogate most because they are anxious about the future of their children, about what is to come. their baby is growing old.
but these boys shied from any apathy: they were keen impassioned. i felt so proud of my course, that i could talk about it with such enthusiasm and passion. i really wanted other people to experience what i had, to be given these opportunities. they said: "you are so passionate"
i had no inkling of what i wanted to be or do when i left school. i chose media because it seemed opportunistic and i wanted to be creative, and it seemed like an interesting option at the university i was keen to be a part of.
so many people asked: what are you going to do when you finish your degree?
and this is the big question (isnt it?)
mostly i said, maybe hopefully something in radio or online or. i'm a little over half-way and im still shaping what i am/who i am, still deciding where and what and who i want to go.