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Gap Year Project: Placement with World-Changing Social Enterprises — Review

#Experienced working life and my personality changed #Research skills, vicarious travel experience #Frustration and boredom disappeared

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    "Through this opportunity I was able to experience social life and realized that changing one''s personality is, in some ways, surprisingly easier than I thought. But at some point I just felt like I had become a bit better. It seems you just need to make an effort to do well and naturally be yourself.""

     

    Gap Year Project: Placement at Social Enterprises That Change the World

    Hyunbin Kim, gap-year participant (gapper) (23, university student) / 8-week gap year

     

    * In this reviewThe photos are not taken by the participant; they are for illustrative purposes.

     

     

     

     


    # I''m glad I said I was earnest back then.




    “I''m not telling you to work hard. I''m telling you to do it well.”

    This was what the CEO told me after our first-day meeting when I said I would work hard. To be honest, my first thought was, ''Who can do it well from the start? They said they''d work hard anyway.''



    Looking back, there wasn''t much to my reason for coming here at first. I wanted to be a little separated from my family and maybe try mixing with people..? It started just like that. I did say I was eager when talking with the CEO, but honestly it was just words. I did want to work, but I was worried and scared.

    Anyway, I came without much thought, but after doing the consulting on the first day, I somehow felt I had to do it.Not because of the initial reasons, but because various additional personal reasons arose while doing the consulting. Looking back now, I''m glad I said I was eager then.




    # What is it that I can''t enjoy?



    “Did you bring your laptop?”
    "No. I didn''t bring anything."

    I didn''t know... I just showed up... They told me to study urban regeneration but I had nothing, so I borrowed another staff member''s laptop to study. I studied and presented, but the result was a total flop. Then I thought, ''Maybe I''m seriously lacking.''

    After the failed presentation I talked more with the CEO. I was just listening sullenly when
    "Don''t be so sensitive and don''t be on guard—just enjoy what others enjoy too."
    Those words made me well up (I was moved to tears).

    What is it that I can''t enjoy?
    I cried a lot, feeling somehow wronged.


    I think this was when I realized that living without purpose and being wary and disliking everyone except myself had become tiring and painful.



    Honestly, I''ve never really done anything cheerfully and warmly with others. It''s always been group activities or assignments assigned at school. I even disliked doing things with others to the point I''d rather do them alone if things went wrong.But the important thing is I lived without really knowing that about myself.

    My hobbies and skills were things I did alone, so being alone was the most comfortable and pleasant, but somehow I felt that doing things alone might be hard anymore. I tried attending camps and taking debate classes, but I always ended up concluding, ''Alone is best—no frustrations,'' and I thought this time would be the same.


    What was different this time was that I thought, ''I shouldn''t cause others harm,'' so I acted with more sincerity.That gave me a different feeling from past experiences. Should I say I improved a bit?





    # It gradually became fun — why on earth?



    So I started doing research in the planning team. First I studied urban regeneration and looked up related organizations; after that I thought about the areas I was interested in and researched organizations among those chosen by my supervisor in the planning team.

    What I mainly did was research organizations related to certain topics. At first it was boring and staring at the laptop all day hurt my eyes... in short, it was really not fun. But strangely, it gradually became fun — why on earth?



    First, I think the primary reason is that it let me research topics I was interested in.
    Because of the environment I grew up in, it was somewhat closed off in terms of interaction with the outside world (I don''t mean I lived in a remote area — I mean my guardian was so strict it was scary. The place I lived was a bit remote too), so I didn''t have much interaction.
    Just sitting and browsing around the internet, there was a part that made my heart flutter as if I were actually there.

    Even when researching countries I''m familiar with, like the U.S. or the Philippines, I felt unexpectedly excited, as if I were going back. Besides researching materials, I also enjoyed finding travel information and researching and organizing reviews of various programs like camps or craft schools.



    It felt like going on a trip indirectly — at least mentally like traveling the world. Working like this, the eight weeks that seemed too long at first flew by in an instant when I actually worked, even though it didn''t feel like I had done that much.

    ''What did I even do? But it does feel like I''ve changed.''





    # I didn''t feel stuck or bored.



    When I couldn''t clearly tell if I had changed, that thought suddenly came to me.
    ''Ah, I don''t put up my guard anymore.''
    ''I have no complaints.''
    ''I''m not uncomfortable either.''
    ''Now it really doesn''t bother me. It''s comfortable.''


    “I think the relationship in this very moment is extremely important.
    Loving the person you''re talking to in this moment,
    This means ''I love you right now.''”

    Awwwww, mentor — so sweet. It''s the most memorable thing. You don''t have to force yourself to fit in; you can just be there naturally. The Little Prince didn''t force himself to become friends with the fox. He was just there beside him.


    Awareness was important. The perception that no one would make things hard for me. The moment I realized that, I felt more at ease. I don''t know when I realized it, but at some point I naturally began to notice and accept my inner self.


    Not expecting anything from me could be heard as saying I''m worthless, but in a way it seems to mean that it''s okay to stay as I am.It means that even without trying, the way I am now is okay.





    # I just feel like I got a bit better at some point.



    When I first started this project, I wanted to get away from home as much as possible during the break and do other activities, and I also hoped to reduce my habit of being guarded around people. Looking back now, I think I achieved both.

    Through this opportunity I was able to experience social life, and I also learned that changing parts of your personality can, in some ways, be surprisingly easier than you think.

    Time flew by so quickly that I don''t really know exactly what I did here and what changed. But at some point I just feel that I became a little better. Since everyone is different, I can''t tell others ''If you do this, you''ll improve.'' I don''t even know exactly how I changed well enough to explain it in detail.

    But it seems enough to just make an effort to do well and be natural.



    My gap year was


    Experience★★★★★
    Because I tried things I hadn''t done before for the first time


    Learning★★★★☆
    In fact, things flowed naturally and changed a lot, so I can''t define it as having learned one single thing. I learned various things in a complex way.


    Environment ★★★★☆
    I loved that it was quiet and people didn''t touch each other. But it was so quiet and there was so little physical contact that I was surprised at first.


    Safety ★★★★★
    We spent almost all our time indoors, so there were no dangerous incidents.


    Leisure ★★★★☆
    It''s not really the gap year’s fault, but because it was far from home I couldn''t sleep much and was tired every day. Still, I liked that nobody bothered me much during work hours.




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