When I closed my office door tonight, I knew that when I opened it the next morning I'd start packing. As happy as I am about where I'm going, tears came into my eyes: the last time, the last full day of work. As I walked to my car I saw graduates, their friends and families, hurrying toward the Coliseum. Now I have no great love of the ceremony itself. For one thing, doctors and masters should be hooded in a separate ceremony; for another, the Coliseum is not the most elegant of venues, the speakers are usually dreadful (though I fondly remember one pithy gentleman whose cheerful talk lasted two and one-half minutes), and it's either hot or cold. But again, I thought, the last time—my friends, my colleagues will go on without me. So by the time I got to the 27th Ave. liquor store (I was headed there anyway, really), I was pretty sad. And then I thought, well, it's my graduation too, isn't it? And I bought a bottle of one of my favorite wines, the Spy Valley Sauvignon Blanc, rather than the much more "modest" stuff I usually drink. When I got home, I poured a bit, and went out to look at my rosebush, which I haven't had time to tend all week. Elizabeth Sims, bless her memory, gave me this, my one and only rosebush. And although roses are delicate, this one seems to thrive on my semi-neglect, mere watering and occasional spraying for bugs and blight. This spring, though, it's gone quite wild. There were nearly a hundred blossoms on it, clustered in bunches of five and ten, weighing the branches down, scenting the air halfway down the driveway. As I drank my wine I stripped the old blossoms, the ones that were ready to let go of their stems, to make way for the new buds crowding toward the air. Elizabeth was in my thoughts, and USM, and the old letting go to make way for the new, and this rosebush, tougher than its reputation, sweet with scent and promise. So, I thought, why not a new emblem for USM? Why not the rose, that same rose that graces the entrance to our campus? Not an eagle, not a Starbucks medallion (don't get me started!), but a rose—multifoliate, various, sweet, sharp, demanding, enduring. It is the very image of learning, isn't it? Cultivate it and it grows sleek, sophisticated; let it run and the life of the thing will not be denied, it asserts itself and grows and blooms past expectation. Either way, it's a lovely thing. Soon I'll be packing my house too. The buyers are the parents of a new USM student, who've bought the house for him to live in when he comes here this summer. I confess that at first I rather blanched at the thought of a (possibly rough) student my quiet house. But now I see the fitness: the teacher gives way to the student, the old bloom to the new. As Sherlock Holmes said, "we have much to learn from the rose." So I did, tonight. Happy graduation day, my friends.
quote: Originally posted by: Anne Wallace " So, I thought, why not a new emblem for USM? Why not the rose, that same rose that graces the entrance to our campus? Not an eagle, not a Starbucks medallion (don't get me started!), but a rose—multifoliate, various, sweet, sharp, demanding, enduring. It is the very image of learning, isn't it? Cultivate it and it grows sleek, sophisticated; let it run and the life of the thing will not be denied, it asserts itself and grows and blooms past expectation. Either way, it's a lovely thing."
A rose as the emblem of USM is a suggestion worthy of consideration. All we have now is a thorn.
So moving, so lovely. Please do not stop writing to us. Please be happy beyond words in your new home. May there be many more roses ahead.
Thank you for dissuading me from re-entering the academic fray. I would rather drink champagne and read Mrs. Gaskell than write the dissertation so long and so difficult.
For all of us who employ USM graduates tonight is a special night. Of course, the ROF'S take no responsibilty for their abilities learned at USM. I am accountable for what I do every day in the courtroom. The PROF'S blame everyting on SFT. I look at the PROFS for poorly prepared employees.
quote: Originally posted by: Anne Wallace " When I closed my office door tonight, I knew that when I opened it the next morning I'd start packing. As happy as I am about where I'm going, tears came into my eyes: the last time, the last full day of work. As I walked to my car I saw graduates, their friends and families, hurrying toward the Coliseum. Now I have no great love of the ceremony itself. For one thing, doctors and masters should be hooded in a separate ceremony; for another, the Coliseum is not the most elegant of venues, the speakers are usually dreadful (though I fondly remember one pithy gentleman whose cheerful talk lasted two and one-half minutes), and it's either hot or cold. But again, I thought, the last time—my friends, my colleagues will go on without me. So by the time I got to the 27th Ave. liquor store (I was headed there anyway, really), I was pretty sad. And then I thought, well, it's my graduation too, isn't it? And I bought a bottle of one of my favorite wines, the Spy Valley Sauvignon Blanc, rather than the much more "modest" stuff I usually drink. When I got home, I poured a bit, and went out to look at my rosebush, which I haven't had time to tend all week. Elizabeth Sims, bless her memory, gave me this, my one and only rosebush. And although roses are delicate, this one seems to thrive on my semi-neglect, mere watering and occasional spraying for bugs and blight. This spring, though, it's gone quite wild. There were nearly a hundred blossoms on it, clustered in bunches of five and ten, weighing the branches down, scenting the air halfway down the driveway. As I drank my wine I stripped the old blossoms, the ones that were ready to let go of their stems, to make way for the new buds crowding toward the air. Elizabeth was in my thoughts, and USM, and the old letting go to make way for the new, and this rosebush, tougher than its reputation, sweet with scent and promise. So, I thought, why not a new emblem for USM? Why not the rose, that same rose that graces the entrance to our campus? Not an eagle, not a Starbucks medallion (don't get me started!), but a rose—multifoliate, various, sweet, sharp, demanding, enduring. It is the very image of learning, isn't it? Cultivate it and it grows sleek, sophisticated; let it run and the life of the thing will not be denied, it asserts itself and grows and blooms past expectation. Either way, it's a lovely thing. Soon I'll be packing my house too. The buyers are the parents of a new USM student, who've bought the house for him to live in when he comes here this summer. I confess that at first I rather blanched at the thought of a (possibly rough) student my quiet house. But now I see the fitness: the teacher gives way to the student, the old bloom to the new. As Sherlock Holmes said, "we have much to learn from the rose." So I did, tonight. Happy graduation day, my friends. NO QUARTER—and more roses. Anne Wallace "
boo hoo, poor you. you lead such a difficult life.
quote: Originally posted by: JoJo "For all of us who employ USM graduates tonight is a special night. Of course, the ROF'S take no responsibilty for their abilities learned at USM. I am accountable for what I do every day in the courtroom. The PROF'S blame everyting on SFT. I look at the PROFS for poorly prepared employees."
Get over it JoJo. So a prof. hurt your feelings when they educated you that opinions don't matter if you have no evidence or rational for the belief. So you blindly attack all professors? That isn't very logical for someone working in a courtroom, unless you are sweeping the floor.
Show us where you got the idea, "The PROF"S blame everything on SFT"?
Boo hoo: if you knew what a great teacher and person Dr. Wallace is you would be so ashamed of yourself you would not post on this board again. She is entitled to respect even from ignorant people like you.
quote: Originally posted by: disgusted student "Boo hoo: if you knew what a great teacher and person Dr. Wallace is you would be so ashamed of yourself you would not post on this board again. She is entitled to respect even from ignorant people like you. "
And Dr. Wallace, who is a wonderful and dedicated teacher is leaving to be chair at a good school which is delighted to have her, and will pay her a lot more money.
Haven't you guys noticed yet that all the people who are leaving are going to BETTER schools? And you persist in thinking the profs are the losers??
quote: Originally posted by: disgusted student "Boo hoo: if you knew what a great teacher and person Dr. Wallace is you would be so ashamed of yourself you would not post on this board again. She is entitled to respect even from ignorant people like you. "
quote: Originally posted by: disgusted student "Boo hoo: if you knew what a great teacher and person Dr. Wallace is you would be so ashamed of yourself you would not post on this board again. She is entitled to respect even from ignorant people like you. "
Oh, i know her, and havnt called into question her skill or personal attributes. But the whining that's got to stop. Leaving was her decision; and, at least she can (to that I submit).
Your post brought tears to my eyes. Yes, its sad to leave your friends and your home, and yet very exciting to move forward in your journey.
I hope that you will carry with you good memories of USM, and there have to be some. But on the same token, never forget what has happened there. And when you stop to smell the roses along the path of life, remember the joy and saddness you felt today.
God speed Dr. Wallace. Come back to the board for a visit and a cup of coffee with friends.
Most of the faculty and staff at USM lead a difficult life these days. That's why they're leaving in droves. If Dr. Thames' contract is renewed, you will see an exodus you won't believe.
It looks like there are a few trolls and a few casual visitors here tonight who have all missed a year's worth of discussion, debate, explanation, sadness, and all that has gone on here. Casual visitors, please do some research on older threads before you jump to conclusions. Trolls, why not start your own board? It's free, it's fun, and you won't be bothered with us any longer!
quote: Originally posted by: LVN "Most of the faculty and staff at USM lead a difficult life these days. That's why they're leaving in droves. If Dr. Thames' contract is renewed, you will see an exodus you won't believe. It looks like there are a few trolls and a few casual visitors here tonight who have all missed a year's worth of discussion, debate, explanation, sadness, and all that has gone on here. Casual visitors, please do some research on older threads before you jump to conclusions. Trolls, why not start your own board? It's free, it's fun, and you won't be bothered with us any longer! "
ok, sorry, we'll be going now (troll army of hunched over, dejected, slimy trolls turn and leave - headed back to their 'cave of intellectual inferiority').
See you later (troll King, Malouk, blows out ceremonial war candle). Good night.
Thanks for the eloquent expression of grief. Even for a dumb, insensitive guy like me, it is obvious that you still love the place, although you are fortunate to be leaving.
Godspeed, Anne! Enjoy your new life in NC, and take all of your good memories of USM and the 'burg with you...they are just as valid (if not more) than the mess that has been made over the past few years.
Truth (blissfully ignoring the mean-spirited and ill-informed trolls tonight)
quote: Originally posted by: LVN "It looks like there are a few trolls and a few casual visitors here tonight who have all missed a year's worth of discussion, debate, explanation, sadness, and all that has gone on here. Casual visitors, please do some research on older threads before you jump to conclusions."
A good place for new viewers to start would be the thread initiated by USM Sympathizer. The thread is called "Please read these postings FIRST." I just kicked it up to the top of the board.
quote: Originally posted by: troll army " ok, sorry, we'll be going now (troll army of hunched over, dejected, slimy trolls turn and leave - headed back to their 'cave of intellectual inferiority'). See you later (troll King, Malouk, blows out ceremonial war candle). Good night."
troll army - Judging from your post, you do have potential. Maybe you consider a career in writing. You might want to give the English department some serious thought.
Boo hoo: I pity you if you don't know the difference between whinning and honest communication. Were you so impoverished as a child that no one talked to you about sentiment?
quote: Originally posted by: disgusted student "Boo hoo: I pity you if you don't know the difference between whinning and honest communication. Were you so impoverished as a child that no one talked to you about sentiment?"
do you have a nose piercing? blue hair? hang out at java werks?