
I would like to introduce you to a very important person, Kelly Jones-Waggoner, the first person you meet when you visit the Harrison College campus in Columbus Indiana. Kelly is what we like to call our Director of First Impressions. I joke with Kelly that she has been with us for over 100 years but the truth is that she just hit her 18th year with us in July 2009! She was here when we moved the campus twice to accommodate for the growth in our student body, when we added the Medical Assistant degree programs—this was significant because we were suddenly not only a “business” college but were the first Columbus Indiana college to offer an actual degree program recognized by the AAMA in medical assisting, and she is the first voice to inform our callers that we have a new name. All in all, Kelly has been here through it all.
We are all thankful for Kelly and the things she does for us on a daily basis, but I would like to share with you why I am thankful that she is here doing what she does so well. In order to do this, I will need to tell you a little story.
I enrolled at Indiana Business College many years ago. I was what you would call a “non-traditional” student—that meant that I was not just out of high school—nowadays we call that an adult learner. I had lost my job at a factory and I had a family that depended on me. I had all the things going on in my life that most people do—bills to pay, a household to run, children to love and discipline. I wasn’t sure of my ability to pull off adding being a student to the list of the roles I had to fill. I lacked a lot of self confidence but knew I needed to do something to change the path I was on. So I started classes and shortly I had the confidence I needed to know that I could pull it off and be successful.
Then WHAM! out of the blue I was hit with a really big heat bill. When I say really big, I mean like $700 big! That was a huge amount for someone who only worked part time. It was enough to throw me into crisis mode. I could see nothing at all in my life past that heat bill. I saw only that moment and did not even attempt to look ahead a week let alone two years. Within an hour of opening that bill, I had decided that I needed to quit school and go find a job in a factory.
I was too ashamed to go into the campus the next day, so I sent my husband in to quit for me. Well who do you suppose was the first person he saw as he entered the campus? That’s right, Kelly Jones-Waggoner. He explained to her that I would not be returning to classes. She explained to him that quitting was not an option—then she came to the parking lot to tell me the same thing!
You might be imagining yelling or scolding, but it was nothing like that. It was a Friday and she simply said one thing… “Don’t quit today—wait until next Tuesday and then come see me.” I agreed that I would wait until next Tuesday and went home.
Next Tuesday rolled around and I went to the front desk between classes. I asked Kelly what was going to happen now—it was “next Tuesday” after all. She asked me if I was still planning to quit school. I said no. She asked what had changed and I told her that I had come up with a solution. I had borrowed some money from my mother and set up a plan to pay her back. I had collected some rent from our roommates and that helped a lot. I had talked with the gas company too and had made some payment arrangements that I could live with too. I was still curious what was so special about “next Tuesday” and Kelly said basically that there was nothing special about that day—she had only asked me to wait until then because she had faith that I would figure something out and be able to see what I would be loosing if I were to quit school.
She was right. I often wonder what my life would have been like if I had quit school that day. What if there had been no “next Tuesday” for me?
Many adult education program students face the same struggles I faced. They have a dream of having something worthwhile—it may be a degree in Medical Assistant or a Network Administration career—whatever it is, it means career advancement and that means a better life all around. Too often we are blindsided by life. When this happens the blinders go on and we experience tunnel vision—seeing only the problem and few solutions or consequences to our choices. Thanks to Kelly “Next Tuesday” Jones-Waggoner, I made the right choice to continue my education until I held my degree. My life is better for it and I didn’t freeze to death in the process.
If you are considering a degree as a way to change your life, I urge you to talk with someone at your local Harrison College campus or contact us online at www.harrison.edu. After all, we have been changing lives one student at a time for over 100 years—nobody does it better!