Friday, October 06, 2006

Three scenes which decrease the weight on my shoulders

Scene 1: It's the morning. Boyfriend is reading last blog post while I'm getting ready for school. He says,

"This is so depressing. I don't want to be in the faculty husband's club."

At which point we have the jokey argument about which of us is smarter.


* * *



Scene 2: Talking with my friend Moira over e-mail. I'm frustrated with all of the female faculty in our department who are in the faculty wives' club. They include Emma who is married to Alan and Lisa who is married to Gary. I say,


"I don't want to be another Emma or Lisa."
Moira replies, "You won't. Besides, your boyfriend isn't another Alan or Gary."

Which is very true. I won't say anything more than that.


* * *


Scene 3: Sitting in my chair, trying to work, thinking about all the reasons why I shouldn't even be where I am today.


  1. First-generation students are less likely to complete the necessary steps to enroll in a four-year institution. Of first-generation students, only 36% aspire to a bachelor's degree or higher, 45% take the SAT or ACT, and only 26% apply to a four-year institution. By comparison, 78% of students for whom at least one parent has a bachelor's degree aspire to a bachelor's degree or higher, 82% take the ACT or SAT, and 71% apply to a four-year institution.


  2. At top research universities, about 15 to 20 percent of [computer science] majors are female (Moreover, it's embarassingly much lower at my own department).


  3. About two-thirds of doctoral students entered their doctoral programs free of financial indebtedness.



If I got this far against the odds, then perhaps I can get further.

1 comment:

kb said...

Wow, a blogger identity.

Thanks for an uplifting post. I was having a somewhat similar conversation with a fellow grad student in my department living here out of touch yesterday.

Tenure-track positions in my area are few and far between.

Friend: "Well, you could get a job working for a university planning liturgies."

Me: "I don't want to. I really want to teach, and I want to do research."

Her: "Well, you could always do that for a year or so if you had to."

Me: "Yeah, but I don't really want to. I really want to teach and write."

Her: "Then you will! You got this far against all the odds, right?"

Me: "That's what I keep thinking..."