residential advisor

let’s take these kids to school

In the midst of a pandemic, my previous four-year university chose to reopen its doors for in-person learning. While students had the option to learn remotely, I chose to return to campus as I was hired as a Residential Advisor. Many hires chose not to come back due to the nature of the job having been changed. RAs would have to put themselves at risk due to the interactions they would have to face in the dormitories.

I was trained 12 hours a day for one week as the new student move-in quickly approached. As soon as day one came, I along with my fellow RAs had to dive right into the deep end. It is still a learning process as I try to find a balance between my academics and work.

I try my best to empathize with the class of 2024. Their senior year was cut short and their first-year is not what they expected. This position has truly tested my patience. Unfortunately, not all residents comply with the new safety guidelines put into motion as they walk around with no proper face covering or choose not to social distance. It is hard to stay calm and collected when I am faced with attitude and aggression when I am simply doing what is required of me. But I always remind myself that I took this position because I want to help others.

In my weekly updates to my residents, I always remind them that I am not an authoritative figure. This is a new chapter in their life and it is nerve-wracking. I want them to not feel nervous, but excited. Their needs do not need to be residential related. I am a 24/7 moderator, counselor, resource, and most importantly, friend. Since move-in, my door has been knocked on and the on-call phone rings all throughout the day and night. I do not get annoyed or frustrated when it is inconvenient for me. I jump to the occasion and see what I can do to make my residents feel like they are home.