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VOLUNTEER TUTOR TRAINING PROGRAM Waverley Adult Literacy Program is always looking for volunteer tutors. This is an extremely rewarding experience and one that could make a major impact to another individual's life. W.A.L.P. provides free training for suitable community spirited people. On completion of the course you will have
a choice of positions. You may choose to take on a student . You may
choose to assist in a classroom or you may choose to work with another volunteer
in a small conversation group.
SOME FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS: On-going training is provided in the form of Tutor Meetings each term where you have the opportunity to meet other tutors to exchange ideas. Tutor workshops to update your knowledge and skills are also a major part of our work. Tutor newsletters each term and there is open door Co-ordinator assistance whenever you require any extra support. We also provide a wonderful library of up to date Adult Education books and a good supply of resource material.
JUDY'S STORY GET
A LIFE, GIVE A LIFE. "When
would be convenient for you?" I stammered, hoping to buy time. "Oh,
it's not life or death...are you free this afternoon?" The
thought of "not life or death" raced through my brain to grab my files of
real volunteers - firefighters, state emergency service workers - the people
who throw a lifeline to others, no matter who or what they are. I'm no
firefighter. I have a family that takes most of my time, and to be at the
beck and call of emergencies sounded like a short path to a long nervous
breakdown. If any lifelines were to be thrown, it would be to me, not from me. The
grand old age of, well, we won't be specific, had left me wondering what the
world would find when I hopped off. Countless books on self-help and vocational
analysis had seen me decide I needed a life, not a lifestyle. One American
author, with a practical bent, said "go volunteer in the fields you are
interested in, and you'll be surprised at how getting out there, and giving of
what you love, will clarify your aims." I love language. I rang the
number for volunteer literacy tutors Gloria,
the Adult Literacy Program Coordinator, was waiting for an answer. "Um,
tomorrow would be a little easier," I replied, hoping for time to make myself
presentable. "Good.
I thought you'd say that, so we'll see you in the morning then," came the
cheerful reply. "Don't worry about it. Just come as you are. I'm sure
you'll get along, but if it doesn't suit, I've plenty more!" Gloria's
directness was hard to resist. As the Coordinator, she had led many of the
training sessions, and now felt that there was someone out there that I could
help. But I still couldn't see me as a firefighter. The
next morning I
marvelled at the courage of the young woman who sat with me. She
had sought out the Adult Literacy Program as she grappled with the problems of
single-motherhood to two young boys who were rapidly outstripping her limited
education. Far from being judgmental of me, she was anxious that I should not
feel my time would be wasted. We began sessions that week. One day, she came in
smiling, with a homemade chocolate cake for me. It was the very first time she
had been able to cook anything using a recipe. When those sessions ended, because the young woman moved interstate, I wondered how long it would be before Gloria found someone else I could help. I hoped for a little time to organise my chaotic life, but another cheery phone call came the same week. "I've someone I'd like you to meet. Would tomorrow suit you?" Gloria knew me even better now. "That'll
be OK, but do I have to start straight away?" "Oh
no, anytime you're ready will be fine. There's no rush. He's only been
waiting a term." That
told me I definitely wasn't a firefighter, not when someone had to wait that
long. Anyone who hadn't been involved in the program would have thought her
sarcastic. I knew the length of the tutor waiting lists. Sessions
began in earnest when the term started, and I lost myself in exploring someone
else's grasp of the language I took for granted. The young man, like many
others, had paid to attend classes in English, but only a volunteer could give
him the extra time needed to make the difference between attending and
understanding. He needed better language skills to get a job, and had the added
motivation of a daughter showing the same learning difficulties. But the
sessions were no drag, as this man is a gifted raconteur. His
experiences of the world became the source, after months of painstaking work, of
an award-winning story. Gloria's excitement put the ceiling in danger. News
like this creates a stimulus that cannot be bought, coaxed or bullied into
being. As
the sessions continued, he gained self-confidence, and challenged the more
opinionated in his classes. I began to see that my few hours each week could
help someone make life - and attitude - changes. The end of the year saw
order creeping into my own life through making a commitment that helped sort out
someone else's. This was a different type of fire fighting. Firefighting
is about solving a problem. Preaching to a fire has no effect. Throwing money at
a fire won't put it out. Punishing a fire will not teach it a lesson. Only
applying time, resources and people in an intelligent manner will solve the
problem. I am still no firefighter, but I could see myself now as a resource. I
still might need a lifeline thrown to me some days, but I am now a lifeline
thrown to others, no matter who or what they are. The good bit is that I am a
lifeline by sharing my love of language. It is firefighting with the best of
equipment! Now I have a life, and it includes so much of the things I love doing and the people who share my interests that I have no need for vocational analysis or self help books. I've become a lifeline, and no longer worry about trying to throw one or even about catching them myself. It's much more fun to be one. Get a life, give a life!
HOPE YOU CAN JOIN US. WE LOOK FORWARD TO YOUR ENQUIRY.
This Page Last Updated Saturday, 20 January 2007
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