My sister and I were walking around the neighborhood recently, enjoying the nice weather. We were casually walking and smelling the roses in people's yards while we were talking about work, friends, school, etc. and the subject eventually turned to her thesis. It is 57 pages of what she essentially deemed to be nothing but a lot of words. I expressed that I prefer succinct writing and that I could probably never write 57 pages on one topic, but that even though my papers never met minimum page requirements, my teachers always loved them and I always got full credit.
Then she told me the title of her independent study (which she made up and there would be no way for me to remember and repeat) and I told her I could never come up with such a title. My titles are always short and to the point such as the action of smelling roses would simply be called "Smelling Roses." We agreed that her version of that title would be more along the lines of "A Study and Journey into the Fragrance Output of the Various Floral Species of the Greater Portland Area."
Thursday, July 3, 2008
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