In 1994, I first joined what was then called the Speech Communication Association. I loved belonging to a nationwide professional organization that I affectionately dubbed "Ska." But in 1997, they changed the name to National Communication Association, and for a while I grieved the loss of coolness. Then, one day, the light bulb flickered on.
Someday, I want to run for second vice president of NCA. My platform will have one plank, and my vision for the convention will be straightforward. My platform will be, we should stop calling it NCA and instead call it "Nicka," and my convention theme will be, "Nicka, please!"
Letter of Recommendation, Courtesy of Myself
4 years ago