“Francesca?”
“Yes?”
“I’m Kat. It’s very nice to meet you.”
This marks the first time I met my mentor, Mrs. Kat Price. In my junior year of high school, I was accepted into my school’s Independent Study mentorship (ISM) program. A program where students have the opportunity to work with a mentor in the career field of their choosing. I had chosen environmental engineering and, after what felt like endless months of searching, I found my mentor. It was one of my only times working with someone whose experiences that significantly differed from mine impacted me in such a great way. …show more content…
Price is a civil engineer and manager at San Antonio Water System (SAWS). My experience working with her was truly one of a kind. When I first met her I wondered how this mentorship would go with us working together. I wondered if we would butt heads, if she would take a liking or disliking to me, if she would help me learn as much as I could in the given time frame. I had heard past stories of numerous devastating experiences with previous students and their mentors: mentors cancelling meetings at the last minute, deadlines not being met, complications between mentors and mentees. However, I refused to let these impressions change my outlook on my experience with Kat. I had the highest hopes for what was to come. And, needless to say, I was not