Growing up, I was always enchanted by the idea of a career in law. The fancy robes, the articulate command of the English language the wit and stichomythia between opposing counsels. Utterly enchanting. The ability to compel even the most sceptical mind by to casting doubt on their doubts.
A skill learned over years of trial and error. What no one glorifies is the years of law school, the sleepless nights, the copious amounts of caffeine consumed or the countless hours spent researching multiple case law and statutes. I am quite certain that it is law students who are keeping the coffee industry afloat the world over. There is nothing more humbling than realising that when you think you know all there is to know, you’ve merely tickled the edges of what there is to know… A bit dark right? It’s not meant to be, the profession has developed and changed over the years. It has evolved and devolved to suit society and cater to her every whim.
I am still making up my mind about the profession, bearing in mind that at this point I am merely on the precipice of the genesis of my career. Having completed my first degree and working as an intern in a small law firm that is always guaranteed to keep me on my toes. My experience so far has been rather eye opening. I have worked in a large reputable law firm, and at this point I can safely say as an intern, you work harder in a smaller boutique style law firm. There is a higher chance of a one on one experience and you are trusted more with important work.
The journey is still only just beginning, there is still a multitude of lessons to learn. Procedures to polish up on and court sessions to attend to.