Social Work

Social Work seemed to grow out of my fascination with group dynamics and the co-operative self-education program at Monteith College, Wayne State University in Detroit, Michigan, where I did my undergraduate work. Teaching creative dance to young children at the same time as studying group therapy techniques ignited my life-long interest in the arts as tools for individual and group expression and transformation.  

Dancing professionally is something you do when you’re young, so I interrupted college after one year, pledging to return at a later time. After marriage and two children, when I was turned down by the city recreation department to teach dance because I didn’t have a college degree, I decided this was the time. I taught dance for the money to pay the baby sitters I needed while I attended my college classes and rehearsed with the Festival Dancers, a semi-professional dance company out of the Jewish Community Center.

After seven years of classes and internships (and the birth of another child somewhere in the mix), I had an undergraduate degree in philosophy, a teaching certificate, a year’s experience as a college teaching assistant, and a Masters in Social Work. Like most women I know, I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t doing at least two or three things simultaneously.