Powerful email from one of our mentors
Friday, April 29th, 2011This is from one of our female mentors. We asked her to volunteer for one year to mentor a teenage girl, they are now on year 5. Her mentee is now age 20.
Over my years of mentoring I have been asked to fill out several surveys that ask questions about what difference I have made in my mentee’s life. Over and over I have found myself answering questions such as “does mentee attend school more regularly than before?” and “does mentee get along better with friends and family?” with what I believe is the honest answer : “no” By the end of each survey I am left feeling like an ineffective sham because I cannot identify a single quantitative measure of the positive effect my mentoring has had on this young woman’s life.
Then I go pick her up, spend ½ hour chatting with her mother about her school work or her family , then my mentee and I head out to spend a couple of hours together. Her mom says “be good” and she calls back over her shoulder “ I always am” as she scampers to my car. This rote exchange has become a ritual. We do the simple things that mentor pairs do—cooking, chatting, seeing a movie, visiting a greenhouse, having a picnic, maybe working on homework or an art project. At the end of each visit, I bring her home and we make a plan for our next meeting. Week after week after week we repeat this comfortable, simple routine. It seems so innocuous until I think about the rest of her life: the dark house with constantly-on television providing the only light in the living room; the dad who can only be relied on to break promises; the sister who is in and out of foster care , periodically passing through the home like a hurricane; the relatives who show up unexpectedly and leave as quickly; the half-siblings she has not met even though they live in the next town; …the list goes on. And, frankly, my mentee has a stable, safe and happy life compared to many.
Do I make a difference? I think so. And so do all other mentors.

