Getting here:

I discovered COA when I was seven years old; my family would come up to Acadia every summer and do Diver Ed’s “dive-in theater” program, which leaves from the COA dock. So back then, COA was the magical place with the touch tank and the dioramas and the whale skull, and it wasn’t until later that I rediscovered it as a college. 

The idea of actually coming to COA felt like a crazy fantasy for a long time, but the more time I spent here, the more I fell in love with this place, its people, and its educational philosophy. I attended the fall fly-in, and even though I didn’t officially make my choice until months later, I really was totally sold from that point forward. Even my guidance counselor heard me talk about COA and said “wow, Molly, you’re really head-over-heels for this place.” 

Classes

Human Ecology, Political Communication, Poetry as Art and Social Action, International Wildlife Policy and Protected Areas, the History of Natural History, Advanced Composition, Environmentality, Conspiracy Theory and Political Discourse, Island Life, and many more to come! 

Internship:

I’m going to be working in the district office of Congressman Seth Moulton this summer! 

Activities, traditions, celebrations:

I love my job at the writing center! I also love water polo, orchestra, pick-up hockey games, Shakespeare club, Shabbat candle-lighting, and community dinner. 

Passions & motivations:

Politics, law, poetry, Shakespeare, music, national parks, food systems

Adventures yet to come:

I hope to be part of Jodi Baker’s Special Topics in Play Production class at some point. I’m also hoping to either take the Great West monster course in fall of 2020, or find a way to work on a presidential campaign. 

Best meal on campus:

Definitely Mac and cheese. TAB is always packed on Mac and cheese night, and it always seems to be when you most need some comfort food and a chance to just share a meal with friends.

COA might be the right college for you if...

You want your professors to know you as a human, not just a name on a list; you want to ask and be asked tough questions; you want a community where everyone is unique but no one is alone; you aren’t afraid to steer your own ship (both metaphorically and sometimes literally); you want to change the world.

Ephemera:

The way the sun hits Turrets in the morning, homemade TAB granola, the ocean’s changing colors at sunrise and sunset, stargazing, fitting 12 people around an 8-person table in TAB, hanging out in the kitchen baking cookies on Saturday nights 

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

The egg! The question never specifies what kind of egg, and there were lots of organisms laying eggs before the modern chicken.