I cried when I was offered the job. My dad looked confused and concerned as I blurted out the good news, clearly wondering why I had such an emotional reaction. I’m not sure why I cried. Perhaps it was the relief, having waited so long to hear back after my interview. Perhaps it was shock that they had offered me the job. The job was one I had longed for, seeing the job description back in November, before I could even apply for it.
Having been through so many internships, paid and unpaid, and toiled through a Masters degree, doing an admin job for a small charity and much more voluntary work besides, I feel that I have just been given the lucky break I have been waiting for in my career. It is exciting, yet daunting, a role that I have dreamt of, and now I have been given the chance to take on the job.
Getting into development is tough, and all the way through university, applying for graduate jobs and other roles during my Masters I was warned that it was an incredibly competitive, difficult and almost impossible sector to get into. Yet I was also encouraged to persevere, to read, to learn and to make the most of every opportunity.
It has not been easy, it has been a hard slog, even to get just this far. But finally I feel like I’m making progress. I’m getting somewhere. I’m going to Haiti….