the name recognition factor
Dozens of students milling around a crowded gym full of tables.
Every so often a cluster would move past our table.
Then a lone student would step forward, her parents (they were almost always young women) hovering behind her.
We'd smile, and ask, "So have you heard of Vassar?"
And the student shrugs a little, points at her parents, and replies, "No, but they have."
Every so often a cluster would move past our table.
Then a lone student would step forward, her parents (they were almost always young women) hovering behind her.
We'd smile, and ask, "So have you heard of Vassar?"
And the student shrugs a little, points at her parents, and replies, "No, but they have."