About Me
Contact Information
Email: leanna.archambault@asu.edu
Phone: 602-543-6338
Address: P.O. Box 37100 Box 3151, Phoenix, AZ 85069
Education
Ph.D., Instructional and Curricular Studies, University of Nevada Las Vegas
M.Ed., Educational Technology, University of Nevada Las Vegas
B.A., Secondary Education, English, University of Nevada Las Vegas, Magna Cum Laude
Appointments
2022-present: Arizona State University, Professor, Mary Lou Fulton Teachers College
2014-2022: Arizona State University, Associate Professor, Mary Lou Fulton Teachers College
2008-2014: Arizona State University, Assistant Professor, Mary Lou Fulton Teachers College
2004-2008: University of Nevada Las Vegas, Visiting Lecturer, Department of Curriculum and Instruction
2002-2004: University of Nevada Las Vegas, Teacher Development Coordinator, Center for Academic Enrichment and Outreach
2001-2002: University of Nevada Las Vegas, Educational Technology Specialist
1996-1999: Clark County School District, Classroom Teacher, Grades 6, 7, and 8
Some things I like:
Current Book - Wintering: The Power of Rest and Retreat in Difficult Times by Katherine May
Podcast - Scene on Radio
Poems - If I Controlled the Internet by Rives and You Can't Have it All by Barbara Ras
Music Genre - Singer/Songwriter/Coffeehouse/Jazz
Sport - Baseball (Go Mariners!) From "Time to go" by Nathan Bishop, formerly of Lookout Landing (my favorite geeky Mariner fan affinity space):
My favorite thing about baseball is its depth, and richness. I know of no other sports, perhaps no other activity, that provides a wider breadth of possible engagement to more people than this silly game. It meets the young and old, sick and healthy, American and foreign, wherever we are when we come to it. It serves as a shared family legacy, an escape from poverty, a lifelong hobby, a place for mathematicians and poets to walk, if not arm and arm, at least astride each other. It is a game that can be taken in so casually, with the utmost nonchalance. Its pace and rhythms allow the space for your words, your conversation, your wandering focus. It will still be there, whenever you decide to circle back. Maybe that beautiful crack will sound out, and you'll be forced back in a way that doesn't feel rude, or harsh; a grateful interruption.
It is an ocean we cannot find the bottom to, no matter how deep we swim. It's a game with history extending a century and a half, and we still, no matter how much we look at, probe, poke, twist, warp, and examine it, cannot reveal all its secrets. In a world so well mapped, so well known, there is such a freedom to knowing our game can inspire so many great minds to bend their efforts to finding more, to understanding it.
It is every bit of both these things, and all of the space in between. I have spent my entire life loving baseball, as a casual, emotional youth, and as an obsessive, (slightly) less emotional adult. Whoever I was, wherever I was, baseball has met me, and shown to me whichever part of itself I needed most, at that time. It is, I am convinced, the single greatest game we humans have ever devised.
For myself, finding the connecting point between people and the game was my joy. Watching so many, and so diverse a group of people learn to love the game, or appreciate it, consider it, and intake it in perhaps a slightly different way than before, was a daily pleasure. The community of Mariner fans is one of the most positive, thoughtful, giving, and genuinely loving groups of people I have ever known.