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Category: reflection

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    Doing what you love

    I love watching blog conversations take their twists and turns and seeing how they interweave together. Aspazia at MMF writes about pursuing a course of study that you love, a post that’s a riff off of Dean Dad’s riff of Bitch, Ph.D. and Oso’s posts about what you’re supposed to do (or not) with a…

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    Perspective

    In these last few hectic days, I’ve been thinking about perspective. When confronted with ideas or requests or statements, I often try to determine what the person’s perspective is and how and why they might be thinking the way they are. I try my best to keep a broad perspective myself and consider other people’s…

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    What is a College?

    Last year, I asked the question, “What is Education?” My students and I spent the entire semester discussing this question. I think we had more questions by the end than answers. And the same may happen with the current question. This last week, I have attended convocation and a farewell reception for a departing staff…

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    Academic Year Resolutions 2007

    Last year, I had 6 goals for the school year. I achieved the first goal, of course, finishing the dissertation. The relief of not having that huge project over my head is just now sinking in. I also felt like I did pretty well with numbers 4 & 6. I could certainly do better. The…

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    3000 miles later

    Thanks everyone for the warm congratulations! I feel mostly relieved. I have loose ends to tie up. That will all be done within a week, I’m guessing. While driving back home today, Mr. Geeky and I calculated the miles we drove to complete this whole trip: a little over 3000. I have seen a lot…

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    Why I am Not a Scientist, part 3

    Didn’t realize there was a part 3, did you? Here’s part 1 and part 2. College. Heading into college, I maintained equal interest in science and humanities. In fact, I’d scored exactly evenly on the SATs, which I’ve always found funny. I fully expected to major in English, but I still signed up for Intro…

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    Why I am not a scientist: Part 2

    Part 1 is here. Here I was in Middle School, interested in math and science, loving some aspects of science, but pulled for who knows what reason to pursue writing instead. Middle school was a confusing time. There was puberty to contend with and then there were boys. My diary from those days is filled…

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    Why I am not a scientist: Part 1

    When I was about 9, I declared I was going to be a writer. Specifically, I was going to be a poet. I wrote sing-song rhyming poems in school whenever I had the opportunity. I put together little books of poetry or whole stories in rhyme for my parents for Christmas, Mother’s Day and Father’s…

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  • Getting Away

    Yesterday, we made a trip to a nearby arboretum. We went primarily to entertain my father-in-law and the kids. As we rounded the corner and the rose garden came into view, I found myself exclaiming at the beauty of it. I have never been much of a nature person. I appreciate it and want to…

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    Breaking point

    I think I’ve reached it. This time of year is always busy, but for some reason I’m always blindsided by it. This week, the Summer Multimedia Institute began. The first week is an intense “boot camp” of teaching multimedia applications. It’s back to back training. I stepped out to help a faculty member who was…

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