I was a little worried at my defense when the first question one of the examining professors asked was if I could unpack "a bit" my "notion of third space" and expand on the ways in which I see teachers' monologic scripts butting up against students' counterscripts in class. At that point, the only option I felt available to me was to open my mouth and pray to God that something--anything, really-- would fly out of my mouth sounding smart.
65 minutes later, in what would prove to be the most anticlimactic moment of my graduate school career, I walked out of there with three passing signatures and a completed application to graduate. If all goes as it should, I'll officially graduate on January 31, 2008. I even turned in my library books and had the nice nerdy boy at the counter make sure I didn't have any outstanding books. Woot woot, people.
It's been a long, long road.
4 comments:
Thanks for this very timely post! And congrats, for sure.
I hate the academic buzz-word term "unpack" so I would not have responded well to that question.
Congratulations! I'm jealous. So jealous.
good work. excellent work.
Congratulations. You needed to get to the MA lane. Oh wait, you didn't. I forgot we got that huge 1% raise.
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