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  • Essay / Thoughts on Social Work: My Professional Journey

    I would like to recognize their vulnerability and their strength in being able to recognize when they may need help.Obstacles in my pathMy first obstacle to becoming the social worker I envision is myself. As a Southern woman, I was taught to pray, to have good manners, to cook, not to display behavior unbecoming of a woman in public, to honor my word and that it was my duty to help those who need it. These principles demonstrate the social work values ​​of service by helping others, integrity by being honest and ethical in the things I say, and the dignity and worth of a person by treating others in a respectful manner. But along with these positives, I realize that part of that upbringing taught me to be judgmental. I still have internal reactions to things, like women swearing profusely or deep laughter going across the room. My first thought is that this is very rude. I have to remember that I don't like to be judged and want others to look past how they perceive me first through the filters of their learned behaviors to give the woman in front of them a chance to help her if she is a customer, or work with me, if they are a