Saturday 28 June 2008

Direct work

I suppose it had to happen.

The young committed highly motivated Social Worker from East Europe had subtly changed when she arrived yesterday.

Her eyes were open, she was fed up, she cannot make decisions, her managers will not make decisions, there is no money for anything, her life is about boxes and putting ticks in them. She is a great person, all those things she joined up to do, direct work with children, life story work, she cannot do, she is reduced to a clerk moveing bits of paper from one end of her desk to the other, be effective she cannot.

Of course as a foster carer all I ever do is direct work with children.

She was jealous, she wanted to be me.

I was damn sure I did not want to be her...

R

2 comments:

Tina said...

She didn't want to check the toilets then?
Or measure the depth of dust?

poor souls how do they think bemoaning their lot to us helps???
Maybe if they worked their frustrations back up the line of management they would actually begin to make the difference they claim towant.
hugs
Tina

You mean there's more??? said...

No this one is a childs sw and a damn good one at that.

She worked really hard to be offered a post in the district from being an agency worker.

She went off and read the childrens act, was suprised to see that a lot of what I was saying the department should do is what they are legally required to do and that they were ignoring the law.

Now the truth of SW hits home.

Empowerment is the key, giving the little angels the confidence to go back and challenge management.

R