Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Getting Settled in.

Hello everyone! So, it has been a little over two months since I have arrived in Ireland. I apologies for it taking this long to update everyone on what has been going on.  What I am going to do is take the next couple of weeks on updating you on what has been going on.
Let’s start at the beginning, from where I left off, of the emotions leading up to the departure. It’s now January 17th getting ready to head out to the airport. Stayed up most of the night making sure I didn’t forget anything. This being my first time traveling to another country, I was unsure what I would be able to get when I am there. It’s about 1230pm and I’m finally on the road with my cousin, and the entire ride down to the airport is a complete blur. All I could think about is how much I’m going to miss my daughter, and what is she going to think of me leaving her home without coming to see her for 6 months. Even though I am going to be going back to surprise her for her birthday that is less than a month away. The thought of her not knowing and me just being gone absolutely tearing my heart apart. Now I have been away from her for this long before when I left for my training for the military. However, this feels completely different. Maybe it’s because she is older now. I’m not sure. But I am not a fan of this feeling.
After the 2.5-hour drive to the airport it was now time for me to start the checking in process. Every step I take is making this more real. I’m still thinking that this is not really happening. I mean, come on, it’s just me. The guy that barely passed high school, and was considered a problem student always getting kicked out of my classes.  Yet here I am receiving an all-expenses paid scholarship to be able to study abroad in Ireland for a semester.
I’m now strolling through the airport 5 hours before my flight. Heard to many horror stories of it taking hours to get through the gate for international flights. So, in my head I am looking at the gates with the longest lines to see if that is mine. Nope, that’s not it. Nor is that one. After looking at 7 different ticket lines I finally ask and showed them my ticket. They said see that one down there with no one in line? Yea… that one is yours. I’m not sure if I actually said it aloud or not, I don’t remember saying it aloud however, I must have because as I screamed “Really? That’s awesome!” everyone turned and looked at me. Yea… at that point I just walked as fast as I could without looking back.
Ill fast forward to my layover in London. Two reasons, that the next 4 hours were kind of a blur, and a bit un eventful. So, it’s now 730am in London time and I have two hours till my connecting flight leaves. Didn’t leave much time to get checked in and go through security. However, the second I stepped off the plane, a wave of emotions hit me. Just about any feeling you could have I was experiencing. It was so overwhelming I had to stop and take about five min to gather my thoughts. After I could put my thoughts together I started fallowing the signs to my connecting flight. Now, only have ever flown within the United States, I felt very lost on how they labeled their gates.
I finally got to the security gate about 40 min after I had landed. I started to panic a little because there were a lot of people in front of me and only had an hour and ten min before my connecting flight took off. However, to my surprise, the line was moving very quickly. There is now five people ahead of me so I start getting everything ready to be scanned. For those of you who have flown know that it can take a min or two to get things the way they want it. By the time, I get up there everything was ready to be put in the trays. I walk over to the full body scanner like all airports in the U.S. do. I get in line the TSA security waves me over to go around the full body scanner and said I was all set. Now this at first made me happy because I could get through faster so I could get to my connecting flight. However, after thinking about it, I was a bit worried of how slack that security was. I started thinking of reasons why they would just let me go through without getting scanned? Nothing good came to mind, and my mind started to wonder what could happen with that lax of security. Made me thankful for all the precautions that the U.S. takes when it comes to airport security.
Now what happen next was such a live changing revelation and I will never forget the emotions that took over and I was un able to control them. It was now time to go through the London passport verification gate. I get up to the counter and the gentleman starts asking questions with a very heavy accent, and speaking very fast for me to understand. Before I go any further I’m going to give a quick back story that may help with why I was overwhelmed with emotions. As I mentioned in my first post I worked at a call center for a bank. In a given night I could take upwards of 80 or so calls in my shift, in which probably 10% of those would be someone with either a heavy accent or could barely speak or understand English. This would be so frustrating, to the point I would get mad with the customer for not being able to speak or understand English. Most of the time with these kinds of calls, I would have to take a few min off the phones to calm down because I could not believe that someone that can’t speak or understand English and would have an English-speaking bank account.
As this man at the London passport verification gate, I had to ask him to repeat himself many times and still did not fully understand what he was saying and would just try to agree and take it one step at a time. At the end of that 15-min conversation is when those emotions hit me and were uncontrollable. I broke down and started crying. Here I am in the exact same situation as those customers calling in to me for help with their money and I was getting mad at them for not being able to understand me, and having to ask me to repeat what I was saying. I was so mad at myself for how rudely I was treating those customers for something that had to do to live in the U.S. I know new how hard it was for them to be calling and not understanding me fully if at all. And I had it easy because they all spoke my language just with heavy accents and I was feeling all this. I can only imagine how hard it was for those customers to call and speak with me, someone that can’t even speak their language. I have an all new look at those situations and will be a lot more understanding of their situation. I will never forget that moment.

Well thank you all for reading, this is all for now. I was a bit long winded with my first post so I’m trying to keep it a bit shorter for you. My next post I will talk about my first couple of weeks in cork Ireland.  

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

A Knights Life Leading up to His Departure to Ireland!

Well hello everyone, for those that do not know me my name is Jonathan Knight, I am 28 from a small town called Lisbon Maine in the US. For the past three years, I have been going to Central Maine Community College where I have completed two associate degrees. My first degree is in general studies with a concentration in business. My second degree is business hospitality management. During my three years at the college I have found my love for not only expanding my knowledge, but everyone’s knowledge. I found the joy in watching my classmate overcome their fears, for instance, their first time speaking in front of class and they almost pass out. However, through encouragement and growth watch them at the end of the semester be able to give a ten-minute speech like they have been doing it all their life.
I also have loved showing high school students that starting their college education is not as bad as they thought as well as more affordable then they thought. I believe all students should be at least shown that attending college in today’s age a lot easier than it has been in the past in both financially, and in having the time to go. Let the students see how achieving their dream is capable no matter your life situation.
In March of 2016 I was one of the recipients of the George J. Mitchell Peace Scholarship which allows me to attend the spring semester at Cork Institute of Technology in Cork Ireland. This scholarship is in honor of former US Senator George Mitchell and his dedication and hard work in the process of bringing peace to Northern Ireland. The scholarship is designed to connect young American adults that show potential to be great leaders of their community through their intellectual achievements, leadership, and a commitment to community and public service. 


I only have one week to go before my big adventure to the great country of Ireland, where I will be spending the next five months; In which I will be immersing myself in all aspects of the Irish culture. Though I know I’m going to love it over there and have a fantastic time, the emotions and the stress over the past nine months have sometimes been overwhelming. I’ve had feelings of excitement, for the ability to go to another country; blessed that I was accepted to receive this amazing opportunity; nervous of the unknows of being in another country; scared of going outside my box; sad that I will be away from my amazing little girl who will be turning nine while I’m over there; and I would have to say being worried has been the biggest emotion that has consumed me over the past nine months.
The worried feeling that has been sitting in the pit of my stomach came on shortly after receiving the letter stating that I have been chosen for the scholarship and once the reality of what receiving this scholarship actually meant for me, for a couple reasons. The first, is that I am one of the oldest recipients of this scholarship; which at first glance this is not a big deal. That is until you look deeper of what that might entail. For instance, having a child, owning a car with payments, owning a house, and having a carrier job. The second reason for this worried feeling is that not all things were made known during the application process and was only notified about after I had already been awarded the scholarship. Which also doesn’t sound bad when the application was saying everything is paid for; the flight there and back, tuition, room and board, and even a monthly stipend. However, there is more to traveling than just those expenses.
               Being the age I am, I have gone through a lot in life that would make this opportunity a little more difficult than if I was a bit younger. For instance, I have a beautiful eight-year-old daughter that I am going to miss tremendously. There is also the fact that I own a car that I still have payments on, as well as owning a home that I need to make payments on. Then there is also the situation of my Job. I’m not saying that younger recipients do not have jobs or that the job they are in are jobs that have a big career opportunity. I am just stating for me there is a carrier opportunity with the job that I was in, which also allowed me to have affordable health insurance.
              The scholarship may give a monthly stipend to cover cost while I am over in Ireland. However, that is only enough to pay for essentials like food, laundry, and personal hygiene. Therefore, I had to come up with the funds to be able to pay for all my expenses back home. In which caused a lot of worry for me. That is a lot of money to come up with, and was unsure to where this money was going to come from. Though I was able to get this money with the help of my gramps. However, I am not sure if it’s going to be enough to cover all my bills while I’m gone.
               The company that I worked for that will be un named, was not able to approve personal leave for school for the amount of time that I am going to be gone. For that reason, I had to put in my letter of resignation and was told I would have to re-apply when I returned and was not garneted that I would be rehired. Also, if I was rehired I would not retain the tenured ship that I had with the company prior to leaving. Which means I lose out on the pay raises that I had received, the vacation time that I would get, having to start back at the bottom of the totem pole, as well as being classified as a “rehire” which means I would be put on probation for the first year of being back. That gives the employer the right to fire me for any reason they feel. Now I can see this being ok if I had left for other reasons, however, for an education, that would better my life as well as their company, made me a bit upset.
Having to leave my daughter for five months is definitely the hardest part of this. She will be turning nine while I am over there. I did not want to miss her birthday, so even though it cost a lot and is causing me to be short handed to pay all of my bills while I’m gone, I will be flying back to surprise her on her birthday. 
Another struggle is that she is on the Autism spectrum. Though she is high functioning she needs a strict schedule and this definitely throws a wrench in her schedule. However, being in school for the past three years has not created the best of schedules. Also in those three years, her mom had also gone back to school thus making her schedule even more unpredictable. However, during this time her mom and I have seen the most growth in her. When I first started going back to school, she was in a lot of special assisted classes, and now she is in none. Her mom and I feel this is directly due to her having to grow and learn with us. This is also why I feel that me accepting this great opportunity to study abroad she is going to grow even more during this time.
The worry that came with not being disclosed everything prior to applying and during the application was a lot to take in and wish that it was disclosed before I received the scholarship. For instance, having to come up with 3,000 euros was a bit shocking. They did ask during the interview prosses that I would need to come up with some of my own money until the stipend started coming in, that usually takes about a month. Which to me that is ok and easy enough to do. However, needing the 3,000 euros to put in an Irish bank account to show immigration that that if something happens you are able to sustain yourself there, in my opinion should have been disclosed beforehand. Luckily my gramps was able to help me out with this as well. However, some people might not be able to afford this. Which is a problem when they are looking at a scholarship that is an all-expense paid and is a perfect candidate and receives the scholarship then has to tell them no because they financially can’t afford to come up with that money.
Though there has been a lot of worry there has also been a lot of feeling of being blessed and excitement. About three quarters of the way through January 2016 I was approached by one of my professors. He asked me if I knew the recipient of the 2015 George J. Mitchell Peace scholarship? Which I did, her and I are great friends. And after a few mins talking about how she was doing over in Ireland he asked me if I thought about applying for it. My first response was I was not even close to being qualified to apply for the scholarship. Specially knowing the previous recipients’ qualities. After expressing this to him, he went on to name the reasons why he thought I was on the top of his list, which was about ten students. He told me to take a day or two to think about it. So, that night I looked into what I had to do in order to apply, and informed my professor that I would like to apply. I later found out that the deadline for everything was only two and a half weeks away. This left me with little time to do everything needed. This is when the second bit of doubt crossed my mind and wanted to just say no and not even try. However, I thought about what my professor did and promised me. He came to me first above the nine-other people on his list, and he promised to help me do anything needed for applying for this. At this point, it would be too late for him to ask the others on his list to apply. Therefore, I could not let him down by giving up with the ability he had in me.
So, I pushed through that fear of only having a short time to get everything together; finding references from people in my work life, people I have worked with in my community and my professors; writing an essay on why I should be the one to receive the scholarship; then the last one that I over looked till only a couple days before the deadline was a copy of my official college transcript.
When going to people whiling to be a reference for me, I was getting from them that they might not be able to do it because there was so little time for them to write a letter of recommendation in time. This caused more stress because one, I was running out of time and two I was a full-time student, president of the culinary club that I created and was the chairman on multiple different comities at the school, and working full time. This made it very hard to have free time to get things pulled together. However, I was able to get the number of people to writer the letters for me.
Then it came down to writing the paper and the getting a copy of my transcript, which at the time I was not aware that I needed that. So, I started slowly working on my essay trying to figure out what I wanted to say. Well, it’s about three days till its due and I finally see that I need a copy of my official transcript. I thought, no problem its Friday and the academic office can print it off for me. Yeah, I thought wrong, they have to order it and it takes about five business days to receive it. This cause another reason to just give up and say no. My thoughts went as far as my professor would not know if I didn’t send in the application, I could just tell him I didn’t get the scholarship. However, the thought of what he did coming to me first made me push on. I found out that I could download a copy of my official transcript of the schools’ website. This made me happy.
Here it was Monday, the day that the application was due and again I piss read that it had to be mailed in and received by Monday not postmarked. That same feeling kicked in and I really started stressing out because my essay wasn’t even done yet. By the time, I was done stressing that I didn’t make it in time it was about 8pm. At this point I said to myself I will still send the application in the mail the next day. I then went on the website to see where I need to send it and there was another thing that I over looked. This, however, was a good thing that I over looked. It was that I was able to email my application as long as they received it before midnight. So now I’m rushing to finish my essay and get it edited before I send it. well, around 11pm I finally had everything done and pulled together and I emailed the application. What a relief that it was done.
Now that the stress of getting the application in was gone, I was just a waiting game at that point. Not thinking that I was even qualified enough to even receive the scholarship, I put it in the back of my mind. I start hearing some professors saying that they heard no matter how good Central Maine Community College’s candidate was that they were most likely not going to receive the scholarship due to the previous year’s recipient came from the Central Maine Community College. When I heard this it actually gave me some relieve that I won’t have to go through the rest of the application process of going through interviews with members of the scholarship board.
Then to my surprise I received an email to set up a date to have my interview. That is when I thought they must give everyone that applies to the scholarship an interview. Yeah, I later find out that I was wrong about that. Now my mind is thinking that is this right? Did they email the right person? Then I thought about what the people that wrote the reference letters about me said. Thinking they must have wrote something really good for me to get this far. So, I went and asked everyone if I could get a copy of the letter they sent, and started reading them. For the most part they were what I was expecting them to say except for one, and this is probably the one that was the most important. This letter came from the dean of students. When I read what, he had written about what I was doing and had done for the college, that was the first time that I was able to step back and see how much I was doing at Central Maine Community College.
It came time for my interview with the board members of the scholarship. I was so nervous knowing that they were going to be drilling me with question. I was afraid I would not answer them correctly. Every time they asked me a question it felt like my mind went blank and when I actually said something I thought I just gave the same response to the previous question. It was nice when during the questions, they told me they had to call the dean of students to make sure that the letter that came from him was really from him, this gave me a laugh and made me feel really good. Thinking that it must have been such a great letter that they wanted to make sure I didn’t write it.
At this point it came down to the very last question. They asked me “in 30 seconds tell us why you should receive this scholarship verses other applicants?”. I feel for most people that this is one question that would make people nervous. Not being able to plan ahead or know what is the “right” thing to say. However, for me this is the one question that I felt good about. The first thing that came to mind was the elevator speech that I learned back in public speaking class whom the professor just happened to be the same one that approached me to apply for the scholarship. The elevator speech is a quick 30 second speech that, how he put it, “you are stuck in an elevator with the CEO of your dream job. You are both in the elevator for the next 30 seconds and there is no way that he can’t not listen to you. So, you have 30 seconds to pitch why you would be one of his/her next employees. I was able to use this to give my elevator speech to the board members. When I was done, I felt like it was a good response when I see a big smile on the board members faces and the response of that was really good or close to that, I can’t remember the exact response. However, it made me feel good about what I told them.
They told me that they will be taking the next few weeks to go over all the applicants and make a decision then. A couple days later I get a letter in the mail from the scholarship board. Knowing that they were not going to have the recipients for a couple more weeks I thought for sure that this was the letter saying something along the lines of “thank you for applying, however, you are not quite what we are looking for as a recipient of the George J. Michell Peace scholarship.”. Instead it read “congratulations….” the rest was all a blur. My mind was in shock that I received the scholarship. The first thing I did was message the professor that encouraged me to apply for the scholarship thanking him for everything he did during the application prosses.  Fast forward past the weekend telling family and close friends, I bring the letter to school personally thanking all the faculty that wrote the recommendation letters and showing them that I was one of the 2016 recipients.
I brought that letter everywhere constantly reading every word closely, making sure I was reading it correctly. I even asked others to read it to me just to make sure. It still had not clicked in that I was actually going to Ireland on a full ride scholarship, till I received my passport in the mail. That is when the overwhelming of feeling blessed flowed through me. I had to sit down for a good hour thinking how amazing this opportunity is.
So now it comes down to the final days before I leave. Getting everything pulled together. Got people to watch over my house to make sure nothing happens, got all my luggage ready, have all my bills set up to automatically be paid that way I don’t have to worry about having someone pay them for me. Got a schedule to be able to Skype with my beautiful daughter daily.
It’s amazing all the little things that you don’t think of till you force yourself to make a list of everything you do and use every day, to make sure you don’t forget anything. Then have to compare it to if it would be cheaper to buy it here in the states and put it in your luggage or buy it in Ireland. For instance, toothpaste going to need more than one for five months, and it’s cheaper here in the states and only a few oz. so doesn’t add much weight to your luggage. The same with an extra toothbrush, deodorant, shampoo (luckily being a guy a 20-oz. bottle will last all five months), and other bathroom stuff. All cheaper to buy here and bring with me.
I still need have things I’m trying to pull together before I leave that are slowly coming together. However, I feel that I am running out of time and won’t be able to get it all done in time. However, that is not going to stop the 17th from coming so I better get a move on.
The next time you hear from me I will be in the beautiful country of Ireland!