by Sara Goldrick-Rab, Associate Professor of Educational Policy Studies and Sociology, University of Wisconsin-Madison
When I was a graduate student, I had one goal in mind: to make
the world a fairer place. In my estimation, that had little to do with becoming
an academic, and so I honestly had no interest or intention of becoming
one. I thought that my doctoral
program in Sociology at the University of Pennsylvania would help me gain the
skills needed to dissect social problems and figure out how to address them;
when finished, I planned to go out and do just that.
But funny things happen on the way to graduation, and
despite my active consulting agenda and constant insistence that I only wanted
to do applied research, friends and mentors (including my advisor Jerry Jacobs)
convinced me to apply for a position at the University of Wisconsin-Madison.
The job seemed to have “Sara” written all over it, they said, since it was for
a sociologist studying higher education policy with strong networks and
methodological skills. I thought,
“sure, but I’ll never get it” and applied anyway. I hadn’t finished a single chapter of my dissertation at the
time, but two months later the job in the wonderful Department of Educational
Policy Studies was mine, and I spent the spring of 2004 frantically writing up
my research in a West Philadelphia coffee shop. Getting that done meant
ignoring practically everything else, including my new boyfriend who went on to
become my husband just a year later.
Remarkably, people put up with me, cheered me on, and off I went to the
Midwest.
Fast-forward ten years, and on April 5 2014, I found myself
at AERA standing in front of more than 1,300 people, accepting the Early Career
Award. Me, a professor, honored by
an enormous membership organization of talented people devoting their lives to
research on important problems? Me—a professor? I kept thinking, “what the heck happened?” But most of all,
I thought “thank you, thank you, thank you.”
For I will never stop being grateful for this vote of
confidence in the work I’ve done because this job that I do, I love completely.
I adore my work, I live and
breathe and eat my work, and I wake up and go to sleep thinking of my work
every single day. It gives me energy, it makes me laugh, it causes tears, and
pain, and heartache, and I can’t imagine it ever ending. The luxury of spending
my days chipping away at really hard problems, like how to make college
affordable for the swarms of Americans who want to experience it, and the
chance to dictate the terms of my life without an obvious boss, it’s beyond any
blessing I’ve ever imagined receiving.
Standing at that podium made me as nervous as I’d ever been.
I shook because I was overcome with how hard everyone had worked to get me
here. The words poured out of me—I could hear my grandfather’s voice telling me
to “go get ‘em” and my late grandma’s words “keep it short and simple, Sara.” I could feel my family smiling at me
through the camera that streamed the images into my living room at home, where
my husband Liam, son Conor (age 7), and daughter Annie (age 4) sat
watching. They put up with me
loving my job and love me anyway.
Nearby sat Nancy Kendall, my very best friend in the world who is never
afraid to tell me what I least want to hear. Often, that’s about the importance of ensuring that I fulfill
my obligations at home and to myself, and that means turning to Patrice Coffin,
who loves my kids and keeps them safe, and Alison Bowman, my associate director
and right hand, who lifts burdens from me as often as possible, and turns my
dreams into accomplishable tasks.
This post is part of our Post-Conference Download series. Over the weeks following the 2014 Annual Meeting, we will feature several reflections on the conference.
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