I remember when I joined in 1994. At my then job, all we were trying to do was
minimize the per person cost of attending the annual conference. So, application forms
were hastily filled out and submitted along with the money for the conference - at
member rates of course. I mean, really, JA$3000 off the per person cost was whole heap
of money, don't? Anyhow, there was no other motivation to join.
Well, because of the nature of the job at the time, no one placed any conditions on our
attendance, so basically we were free to do whatever we wanted. So, we went along -
all 6 of us - and, I can't speak for anyone else, but I had a ball!
The banquet was the Thursday night, which we missed because my manager (who I
traveled down with that year) left approximately 6:30pm that evening. That put us in
Ocho Rios at 8:00pm or so - right about the time this banquet was to start. Now, not
knowing what this whole "banquet-thing" was about - and not really caring because I
have no love for the dress-up skin-up kind of do - I didn't mind missing it one bit.
(Besides, I had taken nothing really appropriate to wear.) Anyhow, the happy six of us
wandered over to the hotel around 9:00pm (we stayed at SandCastles that year) to
grab some food and to hang around drinking free "juice". (That's part of the whole thing,
isn't it?)
The next morning (Friday morning), I decided that I was going to try to be a good girl
and sit in on at least two of the sessions. Well, I want to tell you that I lasted probably
halfway through the 2nd session before I just couldn't stay awake anymore. So, I
grabbed my novel and hit the beach. (I mean, that's part of the whole thing, right?)
By now, I was beginning to get the picture that this conference wasn't all fun and games;
but I was just too tired and too excited about the whole thing to even think about it too
much. The sun and sea were talking to me anyhow; I'd think about it later.
Of course, I forgot about it after that. After lunch, we took in the exhibition hall (and
the exhibitions) and then hung around drinking again. Then, it was dinner and the
famous (or infamous, depending on which way you look at it) Moore's party at the Ruins.
And what a party that was... I had a BALL! We must have left there after 2:30am the
next morning.
As a result, you can imagine the late start we got the next morning. So, the sessions
were out again - imagine us trying to stay awake in some "boring" session. Ha! So,
another day spent drinking and chatting. I think I even got into the water at some point.
Don't remember much now... by this time I was in a constant state of euphoria - all the
Pina Coladas and all.
Saturday night, I was given to understand, was the live show. I believe it was Rita
Marley that year. I didn't really stick around to hear her sing, I was too preoccupied with
how much fun I was having. Sunday morning was another late start and before I knew it,
it was pack up and go home time.
By the time the next conference came around, I was beginning to remember my thoughts
that conference wasn't all fun and games. It was in 1995 that I approached Wendy
Morris in the secretariat at conference about what else there was. Now I know how
starved the society is for volunteers - but they took me by surprise, welcoming my
interest with such gusto. Within a few months, Sonia Bennett (the then manager of
the Secretariat) was inviting me to sit on the Membership Committee.
It was at the 1996 conference in Montego Bay that I was given the responsibility (along
with other committee members, but me primarily) to man the newly conceptualized and
poorly supported Membership Booth. That year, I spent all day Friday and Saturday in
the Booth (except for about 2 hours when I sneaked away to visit Rose Hall Great House).
I guess they were impressed with my "dedication" because they asked me to sit on the
1997 conference planning committee. So I spent 1997 conference working also. After
that, however, I came to the decision that I could make a more substantial contribution
concentrating on the Membership Committee. It was out of this decision that the
Membership Bullets - "Camille style" - was born not to mention the new and constantly improving
Membership Booth.
Guys and Dolls! I guess what I'm trying to tell you, with this epistle, is what I get out
the society as a member. Being MJCS has nothing to do with what tangible benefits the
society has to offer. Those are incidental (as limited as they may be right now); I get
nothing tangible out of being MJCS. What I get is satisfaction of being able to make a
contribution. I love to write and I love to study the behaviour of my fellow human beings.
With volunteering, I get to satisfy my 2 favourite hobbies. I write the bullets every
month and whether I sit in the Membership Booth at Conference or beside the scoreboard
at Fun Day, I get to observe. All this and more - like the number of people I've met in
the last 3 years and all the friends I've made; all the business contacts; all the exposure
to the technology and the diversity of the field.
People always ask me why they should join or what the benefits of being a member are.
The best answer I have is what I say in every issue of the Bullets: "The society is what
we make it; help us to help you!". So instead of asking what the society will do for you
as a member, ask instead what you can do, eh? (a la J.F.K. :)) There is so much to
learn and see and gain from volunteering. And the society needs you. Sometimes,
money and freeness is not so important. Don't get me wrong - I will be the first to
admit that freeness still has a pull on me - but, sometimes it just feels good to be able
to help someone else.
Try it; you might like it!
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