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I've had a job since i was about fourteen and I've always gotten lucky when it comes to being treated the same as everyone else according to my race, gender, or ethnicity. However at my last job i was treated differently than everyone else in the building because of my age.

I worked in a pre-school/learning center and I was a teacher’s aide in the polar bear room, which was the older pre-school kids. I loved working there and I made a lot of strong friendships, and also gained a lot of personal skills. Being the youngest one working there had its ups and downs. The downs about it was that what I had to say wasn’t respected as much as what the other women had to say. We would have meetings here and there and the supervisor always asked for feedback or ideas about new things, or things that were going on that could be done better. Things like activities for the children, or ideas about party’s/get togethers for the families at the center. I would always give my opinions and to me and to some others they were great, but to the older women, the more “wiser� women (according to themselves of course) always would say something wrong about it and it would be put down. After awhile I just kind of kept my thoughts or ideas to myself, or would tell them to the supervisor later when no one was around. Although I didn’t like being the youngest there, there were times when I loved it. Of course there were young parents always looking to get out for a night or two. So who would they ask? Me of course because I’m young and their kids loved being around me because of all the energy I had. I could tell that it bothered the older women there because I got a sense that they felt I was taking their place. It was a great bonus to be getting side jobs from my job, and making extra cash because I was young. Overall my work experience was great there and wouldn’t have traded it for anything. After I got more confident things started to look a lot better, and what I was saying was gave more thought by the older women that used to put my ideas to shame.