My American Internship: Shannen Mae D. of the Philippines
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Our "My American Internship" series features CIEE BridgeUSA participants who submitted entries to our photo essay contest. Shannen Mae D. of the Philippines served as a food and beverage intern at the Four Seasons Resort and Residences Jackson Hole in Teton Village, Wyoming.
If someone had told me back in school that I would one day live out my dream internship, I probably would’ve smiled and said, “Maybe someday.” But I never imagined “someday” would come this soon – and feel this special.
It all started when I traveled solo to Jackson Hole for my internship at the Four Seasons. It was my first time going that far without any close friends or family, and it was definitely my first time experiencing snow. I’ll never forget stepping outside that morning and watching soft snowflakes fall gently from the sky. It was like a scene from a movie, but this time, I was in it.
I was nervous, of course. But that quickly faded as I threw myself into the work. And by “work,” I mean everything. I became a true all-around team member – serving in the dining room, helping out in the lounge, running room service, making coffees as a barista, and even assisting the hosts to seat guests. Each role taught me something new and pushed me out of my comfort zone in the best way. It was busy, sometimes exhausting, but incredibly fulfilling.
What made it even more meaningful was the people I worked with. My coworkers made me feel like I belonged from day one. I loved them deeply, and I felt their love in return.
They would often say, “Filipinos are such hardworking people with a genuine heart,” and every time I heard that, I felt seen. I come from a humble province in the Philippines, where people live with warmth, kindness, and a strong sense of care. My family and community raised me with so much love – and I’m proud that I was able to carry that with me to Jackson Hole and into the halls of the Four Seasons.
Looking back now, I realize how much that experience shaped me. It wasn’t just about checking off a dream. It was about growing – professionally, personally, and emotionally. I built a new kind of family far from home, faced challenges I never thought I could handle, and created memories I’ll carry for life.
It still feels a little surreal. But every time I think of the snow, the laughter with my coworkers, the late shifts, and the proud moments after a job well done, I smile. That internship was more than a career milestone – it was a dream lived, and a piece of home brought to a new place.