I am the special assistant for an academic department at Kent State University. My title may be less than descriptive, but it is indeed difficult to describe (at least concisely) exactly what I do. My job day-to-day entails scheduling all the classes for the department, assisting students with registration, and advising students about language placement and options for credit, among various and sundry other tasks. I also get to research and analyze information about everything from enrollment patterns to grade attainment across courses.
I graduated in August 2015 with my M.Ed. in Higher Education Administration. Since then, I've been taking refresher undergraduate math classes--calculus, oh how I've missed you--to bone up before moving on to probability and statistics coursework.
I studied abroad in Argentina in high school and went on to get a bachelor’s in Spanish and Latin American Studies. I then spent 8 years in legal work, first as a paralegal and later as a civil rights investigator, before making the leap to higher education in 2011. This background frames my perspectives on society in general and higher education in particular. I am committed to the idea of education as a key to personal development and an agent of social change. I also believe that international experience and proficiency in foreign languages are invaluable skills in our increasingly connected world.
On a more personal note...
I love to read. I also enjoy a cup of tea, particularly while reading. While I adore a cup of Adagio's Black Dragon Pearls, I have recently gone caffeine-free so I am dabbling in decaf and herbal teas. I spend much of my free time with my husband, Jim, and our two kids, Mason and Lucas.
The tea ritual: such a precise repetition of the same gestures and the same tastes; accession to simple, authentic and refined sensations, a license given to all, at little cost, to become aristocrats of taste, because tea is the beverage of the wealthy and the poor; the tea ritual, therefore, has the extraordinary virtue of introducing into the absurdity of our lives an aperture of serene harmony. Yes, the world may aspire to vacuousness, lost souls mourn beauty, insignificance surrounds us. Then let us drink a cup of tea. Silence descends, one hears the wind outside, autumn leaves rustle and take flight, the cat sleeps in a warm pool of light. And, with each swallow, time is sublimed.