I have spent 2 weeks on work experience with the “Kimeera Folks.” And it’s been interesting, I thought I’d give you the whole story of what I’ve done since I’ve been here. So I might as well start here…

My first day, Wohoo!
I was really nervous and worried for what was to come, but also disappointed to see outside my bedroom window a beautiful white wonderland. I was gutted, there was ankle high snow on my garden floor, and I had to go to work whilst my brother and sister lay happily in bed snuggled up in the warm, knowing later on that day that they were going to make a snowman without me.
I crawled down my stairs, miserable that is was snowing. Only I could have luck like this, as all my other friends had the day off work experience because of the snow. So as I ate my “special K” thinking of how everybody but me was going to lie in today and make a snowman and go sledging! However, I tried looking on the bright side to what was going to come.
I got to the Kimeera doors at about half past 8, shaking like a leaf, of the thought of walking into the office door and being started at by 20 different eyeballs, and being asked the question, “And who are you?” thinking they might have forgotten who I was, or why I was here.
I knocked on the door once before opening it to see only one pair of eyeballs stare back at me. “Hello” he said in a friendly voice. “I’m here for work experience,” I said, standing awkwardly in an almost empty room. The man offered me a seat on the sofa and wait for everybody to turn up, as they normally turn up at 9am.
We started to chat, about how the snow was really bad, “You must be gutted” The nice man said, “You could have had the day of school today!” I shook my head, and told him how my friends and family were all at home. But a thought came to mind as I remember what my R.E teacher had told me once, “Welcome to the real world.”
It wasn’t long before people started turning up and gave me a smile and said “morning,” I was relived that they could remember who I was. As I sat on the sofa watching people go to their desks and switching on their computers, I watched and wondered who they were and what they do.
The Director Eddie, showed me around and introduced me to the “Kimeera folks,” they all seemed so friendly so I was less worried. Eddie gave me my own desk and a laptop so I could work. I was so chuffed, I felt really grown up and professional. My own desk and laptop!
For the first couple of days I was working with Leona, the Illustrator. When I saw her work on the walls and on her computer it really inspired me, to be able to be as good as she was. She explained the project she was working on called “Ben and Terry,” I was really excited when she said I could have a go at designing a logo for them. So straight away I was sketching away with my imagination going wild.
I looked at the time on my laptop to see it said 12.00pm. My belly rumbled. I got out my pack lunch and was half way though my sausage sandwich when I saw everyone putting there coats and gloves on, I was confused on what was going on, Were they all leaving me?
“We’re going to have a snowball fight!” they all said, I sat still hoping one of the team would invite me to come play as well.
“You too” they said, so I grabbed my coat and gloves and ran outside to the white wonderland in front of me, chuffed that I was finally outside in the “white stuff.”
Before you knew it there were snowballs from all directions coming at you. What a brilliant first day I thought as a white snow balls flew in front of my eyes, I threw some back excited for the rest of the week. It was finally home time, and I didn’t realize how I tired I was until I got home.
I woke up the next morning buzzing for the second day of work. My brother and sister still lay in bed comfy in the warm. I arrived at Kimeera and walked in and sat at my desk and switched on my laptop. “Morning” everyone said as they all arrived.
I carried on working on my “Ben and Terry” logo, with more wild ideas being scribbled on paper.
After my imagination had worn out, Leona told me another project she was working on, called “Chocolate,” I was excited as this was one of my many favourite things. Although this wasn’t the chocolate I was thinking of. I had to think of some slogans for a new salon that was opening and luckily Leona was impressed with what I had come up with.
Each day I started to become less shy and more confident as conversations flew around the room and laughter from different people. I started to join in more and laugh along with others. I felt like I was making a lot of new friends already.
It came to Friday, and I felt really warn out, I didn’t realise how hard it was to work, and how tiring it really is; now I understand why mothers moan?
I just wanted to stay in bed when my alarm went of, but I knew I couldn’t let my fellow folkers down, so dragged myself out of bed. Ready for a new day. Friday I was asked to move computers and have a go on Photoshop and make the website I had been designing. I felt nervous doing this as Photoshop is something that I’m not use to, and was worried I wouldn’t make a good job of my website when I had so many ideas for it.
I soon picked the program up pretty easy with some mistakes along the way, but as soon as I got the hang of it I was pretty impressed with what I had done.
By the time it got to 5pm on Friday I was really starting to feel tired, and almost feel asleep on my computer, I’ve never worked this hard in my whole life before!
I had been working on a comic strip for a couple of days during the week and Friday it was on the Kimeera website. When I saw it on there, I was so chuffed my first bit of art was on the Internet!
Finally it was home time. I packed away my things and slowly lifted my self of the chair.
“So how’s your first week been then?” Eddie asked.
I thought back from all the things that have happened in the first week.
A snowball fight, learning new programmes, being inspired, my art on the internet, experimenting with new things, making new friends, building my confidence up, and getting my own desk and laptop.
“Brilliant!” I said “see you next week!”
After a lovely relaxing weekend, On the Monday morning I woke up refreshed ready for my last week at Kimeera. I knew this week would probably go really fast, and I would end up missing a lot of the new friends I had made, so tried making the most of each day of this week. I had adapted really quickly here, and had gotten use to how they do things. Going back to school is going to be really weird. As my R.E teacher had said again to me “You learn to adapt to the adult world, coming back to a school life makes you realise things clearly and hopefully will make you all more mature,” Such words of knowledge my R.E teacher.
It made me think of how everybody had missed a lot because of the snow. A lot of my friends had only had 1 out of 5 days of work experience in the first week and I had been here everyday on time. I’ve learned a lot and done a lot in the week, and realise now snow isn’t as cool as I thought it had been when I was 9.
I started to read a book that Leona had lent me, called “Caffeine for the creative mind,” a book with 250 exercises to wake up your brain. As I was reading it, it occurred to me how much fun some of the tasks would be. Not that it would wake my brain up, but it would certainly trigger something.
It was interesting to read some of the tasks you had to do, day by day. Like a tick list, ticking of each task you had done.
The week went really fast, and before you knew it, it was time to say my goodbyes. And I knew how much I would miss coming to work everyday. Going back to school the next day certainly is going to be odd. Being back at school, with year 7’s running around bumping into you, teachers nagging at you, and going back into school uniform. I’m going to miss coming to Kimeera everyday, it’s been a really good experience for me and it’s defiantly brought my confidence up a lot. It’s been different from what I expected, but only in a good way. I don’t want to leave. I have become so used to the working world and I like it better then school. I did find it tiring, and I was worn out a lot, but I’ve enjoyed it so much. I’m going to miss the Kimeera team, but I will defiantly remember them all and the amazing cups of tea they make as well.
I hope they don’t forget me too quickly, So on my last note: Thanks Kimeera for a really good 2 weeks, and I hope this isn’t the last of us working together.
Danielle :-)