I hate to cover up the fantastic post about Grandma's new haircut--it looks great and I love it. Scroll down to see the great pics. But, I did want to share that I finally took my comprehensive exam!! Hurrah! This is how it worked:
Over the last year or so I put together my dissertation committee (one director and two readers) and in company with them I compiled reading lists for a primary and a secondary area (for me, 19C British lit and 18C British lit). The lists covered works both from the time periods (so, novels, poetry, essays) as well as scholarship written about it. All-in-all I had probably 300 or so texts. Once every semester the department offers a chance to take the comprehensive exam and I decided to go for it this time around. My committee was then notified and they made up a list of 6-8 essay questions for each area (my director had the final say, though, on what questions went to me). The exam stretched over three days. So, on Wednesday morning I showed up at my department office and the graduate secretary gave those of us taking the exam our list questions for the primary area. I then had five and half hours to choose and answer two of them. By 2:30 sharp I had to turn in my answers to the grad secretary. Thursday was a break. And then Friday I did the same routine for my secondary area. I wrote my answers in our office and my fantastic office mates had put up little signs cheering me on and had put a diet coke for me in the office fridge. And Brooke, my roomie, made me a bag of treats to get me through. I was super, super nervous both days. However, I felt like I had answers for the questions that I chose and that I learned some things as I thought about how to synthesize the stuff I had studied. On Friday it took about five hours to come down off the adrenaline. I felt like Amy's description of Soren when he had shots of adrenaline in the hospital to help him with his asthma: he just went from toy to toy to toy--couldn't pick them up and put them down fast enough. I couldn't focus for very long on any one thing, my heart was racing, I was jittery. It felt so weird. But, I feel great to be done. I should know by the Oct. 11th if I passed (happy bday John!). Three professors (presumably my committee members) will read my answers and I need to get at least 2 passes out of 3 on each of my questions to pass. So, big step. And hopefully I move forward to the dissertation!
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Congrats Anna!!!
That is so much reading and it sounds like crazy stress. Good job sister.
[Sung to the tune of the song from Winnie the Pooh, when Pooh is wedged in Rabbit's hole and is going to be pulled out. Great scene.]
Hooray for you!
Hooray U-S-C!
Hooray! Hooray! An-na will soon be free!
Dum-dee-dum dee-dum dee-dum dee-dum.
Now the time has come for proving- what all the reading did for Annie.
And since she read, her tests are dead.
She kicked them in the fan-nuh.
Fan-nuh is our word for fanny.
Great job Anna.
John and Wendy
Whoops! We meant to say, "Anna", instead of "Annie". A minor conversion glitch between the two versions we wrote. (One had "Anna" and "fan-nuh", the other had "Annie" and "fanny". :)
So happy for you, Anna and I love the Winnie the Pooh rendition above. It just shows what an amazing synergy there is in the J & W marriage. Love you all!
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