Social Worker Motivation

My motivation to become a social worker came after being exposed to two different cultures and realizing that poverty and scarcity are not choices but social problems. As a Mexican-American I had the advantage to grow up in two countries that in addition to their differences in language and culture, I learned that poverty affects anyone anywhere. Growing up in a low income family has been the most rewarding experience. Not only did I learn to always make the most out of everything, but I also developed a sense of awareness and empathy. For so long, I had the impression that being poor was the result of negligence and lack of hard work. However, my thinking changed, when I realized that besides all the hard work that my parents did, we had the
I am a true believer that a job is not just a mean of financially support, but it is more about proving yourself and others your work ethics. My ideal work environment will be a place where everyone is committing it to create a fair environment for everyone, in other words, I am a team player. I envision a profession where I can make a difference in society. After these experiences, I found out myself being capable to overcome hard circumstances, at the same time, I became really sensitive towards other families that go through the same hardships especially when children are involved. For these reasons, my goal in life has been to find a profession where I can use of my skills for the wellbeing of families and children. I believe that Social Work will be the best option to fulfill my
As my mom being Catholic, my life has been surrounded and influenced by Religion. I even studied in a private Catholic Middle school where I developed my awareness about cultural diversity. Every month we used to visit a senior center, where our main purpose was to provide emotional support to the elders. It only took one visit so I could realize the reality that many of our seniors faced. I remember that hearing the different reasons of how some elders ended up at the center was a valuable experience. One of the stories that really marked my life, was about this senior that confessed that he preferred to live away from his family because he was physically and emotionally abused. This story was not only heartbreaking to hear, but it had a personal meaning because my mom has taught me to be respectful to my elders because they are considered to be a source of knowledge and experience. Based on my experience, I am a strong believer that parents carry a big responsibility on raising children with ethics and commitment to make their communities a safe environment for everyone. Personally, I can corroborate that my mom did a great job as a parent. Since I was a little girl, she has taught me to be responsible, caring, and helpful, to be grateful for everything that we have, and most importantly to never give up no matter the circumstances. This last one,