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Personal Narrative: My Journey To Ithaca
Well here we are, buckle up because this is going to be a long one. I have a lot of people to thank for getting me here and I probably won’t thank you all so I’m sorry if I forget. I don’t think theres anyone who is more important in my journey to Ithaca
(second to my parents of course) then Jonathan Hays. Jonathan asked me what I wanted to major in around January and I told him political science, he looked at me and said “Well you could do that, make money and be sad, or you could do something you’re passionate about and make money and be happy”. This is when he introduced me to the Theatre Arts Management major and offa whim I applied to Ithaca since not only did it have great reviews (Jen Schramm), it was one of the only schools that offered

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