Daily Log: 2018-09-19
This getting up at 4am is for the birds. I wish my brain kick started earlier. But hey, I’m getting much reading done and starting work earlier.
I’ve had one writing session already today. Not sure I’ll get a second one in. I’ll take the 1200 words and be happy for now.
So I promised you a story about My Favorite Daughter.
At the school she’s attending for media design (she’s freaking awesome), she got a job in the marketing department. She’s redesigning so much of their material. From flyers, to handouts, to part of the website. For a student to be doing what she’s doing and as fast as she’s doing it, is amazing the staff at the school.
One of her major projects was for the 30th annual celebration of the school being in the East Village downtown. She made signs, banners, a 56 foot long, six-foot high timeline, massive poster boards with the history of the school, projects for the future, highlights on the staff. Everything she did was submitted to the school board for approval including the president of the school and the president over the department she’s currently in. She’s done big boards for her classes, but this was a lot of work she put in to get everything set up. All of this was hung in the common area of the school and the Mrs. and I got to attend and it’s truly impressive the work she did.
That isn’t the story, but a set up for the actual story.
She took some summer classes to get her minor in architecture. She’ll also be getting a minor in product design.
In one of her classes, she was working on a group project and everyone needed to contribute. Some of the students in her class are 5th-year architecture students. For one of the classes, they all needed to make… a big board. Something that laid out the entire design for their project. She did hers knowing what previous teachers were looking for and also what the board had been looking for in her designs. BIG pictures. BIG text. Something you can read without being right up on the board. Larger headers that are concise telling you what the board is.
When she showed her board layout to the 5th year person (My Favorite Daughter is only a 2nd year Media Design student), he proceeded to explain how it was all wrong and the pictures were too big and the layout was all wrong. He showed her his board and said it needed to look more like his. He wanted her to give him her file so he could “fix it”.
She said ‘no’.
He demanded she give him the files because he wasn’t putting his grade in her hands.
She walked out of the classroom.
He followed her. Getting more upset. Telling her “I know big boards. I’ve made big boards before. I know what they need to look like.”
They were standing in the common area. Surrounded by dozens of big boards she’d made. She said. “I made all of this. I know what big boards need to look like and that’s why I’ve always gotten As on my projects. I’m not changing it.”
She walked away.
He kept sending her text messages asking where she went and when she going to give him the files. She asked if he intended to change her files. He said yes. She said, then you’re not getting my files.
She left school to clear her head and went back and printed her board on her own. They did, after all, need to present later that day. Together. The rest of the group was there with their boards, all done in ‘his’ style. Except hers. She didn’t change a thing.
They presented and she could tell ‘he’ wasn’t happy that she hadn’t allowed him to change her board.
After their presentation, the instructors looked at all the boards. They started with hers. They gushed over the use of large pictures and large text that made every so readable and the flow was great. Everything together so well and beautifully executed.
She stood, smiling.
They then proceeded to discet and complain about the other boards in her group. The pictures were too small. Much of the text illegible because it was so small and it was difficult to understand the flow and overall idea the board was trying to convey.
After the presentation was over, she didn’t wait to hear anything else. She got her A and left.
It brings a tear to my eye for a couple of reasons. One, that some bully boy thinks he can intimidate others. That’s just sad. This is 2018. If you can’t accept that you might not be right 100% of the time, you need to figure out why.
Second. Wow. My Favorite Daughter took the entire matter into her own hands. She didn’t back down. She did things HER way. The way she knew was right and didn’t let some boy bully her into doing something she didn’t want to do. She stood up for herself and for her project. In text messages with the others in the group, she told them to do the same, and none of them did. They all gave into the bully and let him have his way and change their final projects.
I couldn’t be more proud of her than I am. Every day she amazes me. From getting into that school, to getting the president’s award (which gives her a big chunk off her tuition), to working in the marketing department and them interviewing people and not finding a replacment for her so she’s been able to stay on well past the duration of the position and with the approval of the president of the school, to standing up for her work and making sure it’s presented in the way she knows it needs to be presented.
She did try to work with the bully and give her input, but was rebuffed every time she tried. That’s why she did her own board her way. She did try to work with this person, but he didn’t allow any input other than his own.
I smile, knowing that My Favorite Daughter is performing at the top of her craft, and she’s not even out of school yet. She’s got a bright future ahead of her. I know it.
It’s late, I’m tired. I think I’ll go to bed now. I had to share that story, and yes, I asked her permission before I wrote this up.
Until Next Time!
Stay Awesome! (like My Favorite Daughter!)