One of the first items on my bucket list is to build a real bucket
list. I know I will die before doing all I want, so I let bucket list items
float in my head rather than write them down. Besides, most of my jumbled inventory
is built as I experience something spectacular and think, “That should have
been on my bucket list. Check.”
This may not be how bucket lists work—by adding items after
the fact—but since it’s my list, I get to build it however I want.
Last week, I simultaneously checked off and added being the
keynote speaker at Idaho State’s 15th annual “Women in Work” conference. Each spring, ISU’s Center for New Directions hosts
over 225 girls in grades 9 through 12 from regional high schools, ISU students,
and community members to learn about occupations in Science, Technology,
Engineering, and Math (STEM). Degrees and certifications in STEM can provide a
livable income, employment benefits, and professional opportunities extending
beyond a minimum wage job and into a successful career.
This was an exclusive opportunity and an honor. I’d been
nervous since I was asked last September. They wanted a head shot for their
program and website, and although they said my “newspaper one” would work, I hesitated.
I am wearing a ninja turtle t-shirt in this picture and it was taken at the
Dallas World Aquarium on a summer vacation. Comic book t-shirts may be standard
attire for an engineer, but I wanted my keynote persona, both in promotional
materials and on the day of the event, to be polished and professional.
I've wanted to share this full pic since it's been used as my head shot. She's been right there next to me since I started writing. |
See? Distinguished. |
This conference showcases women in various STEM careers so
attendees can learn about opportunities they might not know exist and envision
themselves in a STEM career down the road. My hair gel fiasco provided a
comedic opening for my talk and allowed an authentic opportunity to connect
with universal feelings of nervousness and inadequacy. What female teen (or
male adult) doesn’t face these feelings?
I showed pictures of me in a pink tutu at age three, in my
Girl Scout uniform at age seven, and with my trombone in high school. I showed
myself in a bike helmet and an ISU t-shirt during my college volleyball years. I
hoped the ballerinas, Girl Scouts, band members and athletes might see bits of themselves
in any of the pictures and were able to further visualize attending college or embarking
upon a STEM career.
My talk was rich in the “Engineer” part of STEM because I’m an “E.” I talked about a fragment of what engineers build: bridges, roller coasters, electronics, methodologies, semiconductors, process flows, prosthetics, networks… The list is infinite. (And yes, for the “Math” folks in STEM, “infinite” is debatable, but let’s do that another day.)
I was clear. I wanted the girls to open their eyes to the
possibilities and promise of STEM. I conceded, however, that despite the
presentations, hands-on activities, the amazing women they’d meet, and the encouragement
they’d receive, they may choose a different path entirely. I begrudgingly let
them know that’s okay, but I still hope they become women who build.
Women can build families. We can build medical practices. We
can build generations of students in becoming teachers. Women can have a hand
in building darn near anything.
Like we need our foundations, bridges and educations to be
strong, our society needs strong women, too. We are half of the
population—think of all that is built upon or from us. If we as women are going
to build anything, we need to be willing and able to stand strong, to be firm,
and to help build each other.
Tearing down happens all around us, but we don’t have to be
a part of it. We can build. I encouraged every single girl in the audience,
whether they consider a career in STEM or not, to become a woman who builds.
It’s not always easy, but the beauty in building is that it can start any time.
Whether it’s a bucket list, the next generation of STEM professionals, yourself
or others, building can start now.
Beautiful writing Billie! Proud to call you a friend!
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