My Almost Brush with Terrorists

By Elton Camp That a middle-level college administrator in a rural Alabama community college could have an encounter with foreign terrorists seemed to me, in those pre-9/11 days, to be impossible. What could we have that would interest them? I couldnt name any city in Saudi Arabia except its capital and that was only because of Alex Trebek and Jeopardy! That a person there, harboring malicious intent, would even know of the existence of a small college in a country town in the South seemed unlikely in the extreme. Yet, then came The Letter. For those unfamiliar with community colleges, Ill supply just enough background information to help understand what happened. Although there are dormitories, most students live at home and commute. These institutions are designed to serve a relatively small area. There are two general divisions of a community college: university transfer and occupational programs that are not designed for transfer. Student recruitment isnt done outside the state-assigned territory. If other qualified students (high school graduate and no serious criminal record) apply, they are normally accepted due to the philosophy of open door admission. The Letter was about one of the occupational programs, the flight school. A certificate program, it was designed to train students to fly airplanes. The college, thanks to a powerful politician, had access to one of the longest landing strips in the state, owned planes, and had a hangar with classrooms. Qualified faculty had a record of success in producing pilots. The flight school, despite its past success, had been in a serious enrollment nosedive and wasnt currently accepting students since it was in imminent danger of being permanently closed. Its faculty barely hung on by shifting to its other program of aircraft maintenance. There was a real possibility that they would lose their jobs and the college, for all time, forfeit bragging rights about one of the few flight programs in the State. The Letter sought information about enrollment of several studentsa bonanza for the struggling program. On-campus housing and food services were essential, it said. Such an influx of students promised to revive the flight school for at least a year. It was easy to understand the excitement of the occupational faculty. But there was a problem. A written proposal to the group of prospective students was needed and quickly. Thats how I came to be involved. In a small institution, one often must wear multiple hats. Although I was from the academic side of the house, it was my responsibility as assistant dean of instruction to help any program recruit students. I am one of those persons who can grind out impressive-looking documents with little advance notice. My supervisor cautioned, Those students they are trying to get are from Saudi Arabia.

The warning didnt bring the astonishment that one might expect in view of the comments above about the mission of a community college. Those of us who had been around a long time had been through a similar experience a number of years previously. Suddenly and unexpectedly, male applicants from various Muslim countries had deluged us. Nothing in our experience had prepared us for such an influx. Since they met the existing criteria and seemed to have unlimited funding, there seemed to be no basis to deny them admission. In view of Alabamas past, the last thing we wanted was a charge of racism. We let them enter in droves. At least droves compared to our total enrollment. Imagine our chagrin when we discovered that we had accepted as students men who typically couldnt read, write, understand, or speak English effectively. It was far out of line with our traditional role as a teaching institution. To enroll such students wasnt reasonable and most surely not in their best interest. We were caught off-guard, but we werent stupid. We learned how to stem the tide in a way that was legal, effective and ethical. The letters TOEFL had previously meant nothing to us. We found that universities who routinely admit foreign students use it to good effect. The abbreviation is for Test of English as a Foreign Language. We quickly adopted required scores in keeping with what is sometimes called good practice in higher education. We had, unbeknownst to us, become a dumping ground for foreign students who couldnt meet university requirements. Our faculty grumbled about what appeared to be academic dishonesty in the use of books during tests that the students indignantly swore were dictionaries. To prove otherwise was difficult and fraught with danger of being accused of discrimination. After a few terms with us, if they somehow managed to accumulate enough credits, the students might be able to work around university admission standards as transfer students. After adoption of TOEFL standards, unqualified foreign students virtually disappeared from our campus. One disgruntled applicant informed us frankly that if he had known of the requirement, he certainly wouldnt have bothered with such a minor college as ours. Once adopted, the TOEFL standards took on a permanent life in the college catalog. Most likely, this is what saved us from catastrophe related to The Letter. While I made a sincere effort to help recruit the students to our failing flight school, I couldnt hide the full requirements for admission. We never heard from the Saudis again. It was after 9/11, when I read of the disgrace of small, out-of-the-way institutions, similar to ours, that had unknowingly trained the highjackers of 9/11 that I had an epiphany. What we escaped dawned on me in a horrifying flash. Were the names of those infamous pilots among our prospective students? I suspect that they were, but can

never know for certain. Such records are regularly shredded, not to hide anything, but due to limited storage space. Although I cant prove it to be true, the experience gives me an exciting story to tell about my almost brush with terrorists.