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I am a continentally well-traveled citizen. Over various road trips and relocations, I have seen a nice chunk of the purple mountains, the amber grain and the shining seas. Other than a few hours spent south of the border and a quick visit to the Bahamas, this girl has never gone international- in the grand sense of the term. No plans have been set in stone to study abroad or make any other passport-required ventures. This does not hinder frequent dreaming of my turn on the London Eye (no matter how outrageously priced the admission) or my maiden gondola voyage. Money, time and my irrational flying anxiety aside, these are some dots on the globe I’d want to expand upon:

Over my academic life, I have been required to read Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein twice, for two separate courses, two separate teachers leading separate class discussions. The first was for AP Literature in high school, the second was for a freshman seminar in college. Students of every level have been unable to escape a curriculum void of the novel for generations not just for its classic status, but its relevancy. In a world where the scope of technology is expanding more frequently than people Tweet, there is sound reason to worry about a day when being human is not only inferior, but detrimental.