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Posted by David Logan
07/01/2010 at 01:07 PM
Sang Hwa Lee and Eliza Vorenberg, Director of the ProBono Collaborative Here is a dispatch from Prof. Mary Holper, who directs the RWU Law Immigration Clinic. Sang Hwa Lee, a student in our Immigration Clinic, demonstrated outstanding commitment to his clients and excellence in all aspects of his clinical work.    Sang is a very promising advocate.  One of his clients was a woman who was stopped by immigration authorities during a raid on workers shoveling snow on the New England Patriot’s football field.  Sang carefully counseled his client about her right to...
Posted by Heather O'Connor
02/18/2010 at 12:13 PM
This past week was a very, very long week.  There’s a study somewhere that states Roger William School of Law Students have earned the ranking of one of the highest, if not the highest score, regarding how many hours per day a student here studies.  Please don’t ask me where I read this study right now because it is 10:30 on a Sunday night and I think I put in over 35 hours of studying this weekend alone.  I’m tired.  But I remember reading the results and wondering why we earned this particular title.  Are the students here more competitive?  Did the school...
Posted by Heather O'Connor
02/12/2010 at 02:39 PM
Since the day I turned 18, I couldn’t wait to be called for Jury Duty.  In 1999, the day finally came.  I received my little Juror’s Card in the mail informing me I had been selected to serve.  I felt as though I had just won the lottery!  I had been SELECTED!!!  (No calling me dork or any of the other names you’re thinking in your head right now.)  There was one problem though.  The date I was scheduled to serve was very soon after my second child’s due date.  I could have checked that little box that claimed I wanted to reschedule, but nope, I was...
Posted by Heather O'Connor
02/12/2010 at 02:26 PM
The first few weeks, or maybe even months of getting called on was scary.  I was envious of those people that could be in the hot seat and it seemed like just an ordinary conversation between them and the professor.  That person is not me.   Whenever I get called on – correction, whenever I hear the professor even start to say, “Ms. . .” – I can feel my blood start to boil and all the facts, issues, and ideas I had about any particular case just start floating out of my brain.   And then someone else gets called on instead of me.   Everything comes...