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When I was a freshman in high school, I imagined my college self in a lab, staring at bacteria or working with test tubes or something. When I got accepted to Hopkins, I still imagined myself still wanting to do that, as if going to a top research school would lock this dream into place.

But I was wrong.

The day of my first class registration I was sure I wanted to declare a major in Public Health Studies and Biology, and chose my classes:


Organic Chemistry I

Introduction to Public Health

Expository Writing (which was quickly replaced by an improv class)

Issues in International Development

Advanced Spanish Composition

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Don’t get me wrong; we have a really great program in the sciences here, but it just wasn’t my thing

Not too atypical for a fall semester. Because of the lack of a core curriculum here at Hopkins, I had extra room in my schedule to take classes that had nothing to do with my potential majors, such as Spanish composition. My goal was originally to take a Spanish class each year so that I wouldn’t forget what I had learned in high school.

What I didn’t know, however, was how in love I would be with Spanish. There was something about the way my professors supported their students or the beauty of the language or the idea that I was learning a part of being from southern California that I could unlock by taking classes at Hopkins. And that was something that I personally found to be more meaningful to me than biology.

¿Y ahora?

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Intro to Literature in Spanish is definitely a challenge, but an enjoyable one


Research Methods in Public Health

Elements of Microeconomics

Medical Spanish

Introduction to Literature in Spanish

Modern Latin American Culture

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Medical Spanish ain’t your typical high school Spanish class