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Faculty, family, friends, and fellow graduates, good evening.
I am honored to address you tonight. On behalf of the graduating masters and doctoral students of Washington University's School of Engineering and Applied Science, I would like to thank all the parents, spouses, families, and friends who encouraged and supported us as we worked towards our graduate degrees. I would especially like to thank my own family, eight members of which are in the audience today. I would also like to thank all of the department secretaries and other engineering school staff members who always seemed to be there when confused graduate students needed help. And finally I would like to thank the Washington University faculty members who served as our instructors, mentors, and friends.
As I think back on the seven-and-a-half years I spent at Washington University, my mind is filled with memories, happy, sad, frustrating, and even humorous.
Tonight I would like to share with you some of the memories that I take with me as I leave Washington University.
I take with me the memory of my office on the fourth floor of Lopata Hall - the room at the end of the hallway that was too hot in summer, too cold in winter, and always too far away from the women's restroom. The window was my office's best feature. Were it not for the physics building across the way, it would have afforded me a clear view of the arch. But instead I got a view of the roof of the physics building. I also had a view of one corner of the roof of Urbauer Hall, which seemed to be a favorite perch for various species of birds who alternately won perching rights for several weeks at a time. And I had a nice view of the physics courtyard, noteworthy as a good place for watching people run their dogs. It's amazing how fascinating these views became the longer I worked on my dissertation. But my favorite view was of a nearby oak tree. From my fourth-floor vantage point I had a rather intimate view of the tree and the various birds and squirrels that inhabit it. Occasionally a bird would land on my window sill, which usually had the effect of startling both of us.
I take with me the memory of two young professors who passed away while I was a graduate student. Anne Johnstone, the only female professor from whom I took a course in the engineering school, and Bob Durr, a political science professor and a member of my dissertation committee, both lost brave battles with cancer. I remember them fondly.
I take with me the memory of failing the first exam in one of the first engineering courses I took as an undergraduate. I remember thinking the course was just too hard for me and that I would never be able to pass it. So I went to talk to the professor, ready to drop the class. And he told me not to give up, he told me I could succeed in his class. For reasons that seemed completely ludicrous at the time, he said he had faith in me. And after that my grades in the class slowly improved, and I ended the semester with an A on the final exam. I remember how motivational it was to know that someone believed in me.
I take with me memories of the midwestern friendliness that so surprised me when I arrived in St. Louis 8 years ago. Since moving to New Jersey, I am sad to say, nobody has asked me where I went to high school.
I take with me the memory of the short-lived computer science graduate student social committee lunches. The idea was that groups of CS grad students were supposed to take turns cooking a monthly lunch. But after one grad student prepared a pot of chicken that poisoned almost the entire CS grad student population and one unlucky faculty member in one fell swoop, there wasn't much enthusiasm for having more lunches.
I take with me the memory of a more successful graduate student effort, the establishment of the Association of Graduate Engineering Students, known as AGES. Started by a handful of engineering graduate students because we needed a way to elect representatives to a campus-wide graduate student government, AGES soon grew into an organization that now sponsors a wide variety of activities and has been instrumental in addressing a number of engineering graduate student concerns.
I take with me the memory of an Engineering and Policy department that once had flourishing programs for full-time undergraduate, masters, and doctoral students.
I take with me memories of the 1992 U.S. Presidential debate. Eager to get involved in all the excitement I volunteered to help wherever needed. I remember spending several days in the makeshift debate HQ giving out-of-town reporters directions to the athletic complex. I remember being thrilled to get assigned the job of collecting film from the photographers in the debate hall during the debate. And I remember the disappointment of drawing the shortest straw among the student volunteers and being the one who had to take the film out of the debate hall and down to the dark room five minutes into the debate - with no chance to re-enter the debate hall after I left.
I take with me memories of university holidays which never seemed to apply to graduate students. I remember spending many a fall break and President's Day holiday with my fellow grad students in all day meetings brought to us by the computer science department.
I take with me memories of exams that seemed designed more to test endurance and perseverance than mastery of the subject matter. I managed to escape taking any classes that featured infamous 24-hour-take-home exams, but remember the suffering of my less fortunate colleagues. And what doctoral student could forget the pain and suffering one must endure to survive the qualifying exams?
I take with me the memory of the seven-minute rule, which always seemed to be an acceptable excuse for being ten minutes late for anything on campus, but which doesn't seem to apply anywhere else I go.
I take with me the memory of Friday afternoon ACM happy hours, known not for kegs of beer, but rather bowls of rainbow sherbet punch. Over the several years that I attended these happy hours they enjoyed varying degrees of popularity, often proportional to the quality and quantity of the accompanying refreshments - but there was always the rainbow sherbert punch.
I take with me memories of purple parking permits, the West Campus shuttle, checking my pendaflex, over-due library books, trying to print from cec, lunches on Delmar, friends who slept in their offices, miniature golf in Lopata Hall, The Greenway Talk, division III basketball, and trying to convince Dean Russel that yet another engineering school rule should be changed.
Finally, I would like to conclude, not with a memory, but with some advice. What would a graduation speech be without a little advice, right? Anyway, this advice comes in the form of a verse delivered to the 1977 graduating class of Lake Forest College by Theodore Seuss Geisel, better known to the world as Dr. Seuss - Here's how it goes:
My uncle ordered popovers
from the restaurant's bill of fare.
And when they were served,
he regarded them
with a penetrating stare . . .
Then he spoke great Words of Wisdom
as he sat there on that chair:
"To eat these things,"
said my uncle,
"you must excercise great care.
You may swallow down what's solid . . .
BUT . . .
you must spit out the air!"
And . . .
as you partake of the world's bill of fare,
that's darned good advice to follow.
Do a lot of spitting out the hot air.
And be careful what you swallow.
Thank you.
中文意思：
老师，同学们大家晚上好：
我很荣幸今晚能向你讲话。我谨代表华盛顿大学工程与应用科学学院的毕业硕士和博士生，感谢所有鼓励和支持我们的父母、配偶、家庭和朋友们在我们研究生学位时所做的工作。我特别要感谢我自己的家庭，今天有八个成员在观众席上。我还要感谢所有的部门秘书和其他工程学院的工作人员，似乎总是在那里时，困惑的研究生需要帮助。最后，我要感谢华盛顿大学的教师担任我们的导师，导师和朋友们。
当我回想起七年我在华盛顿大学度过的，我的脑子里充满了回忆，快乐，悲伤，沮丧，甚至幽默。
今晚我想与大家分享一些我带走的记忆，当我离开华盛顿大学。
我把我的办公室在第四楼大厅lopata'内存在走廊在夏天太热端房间与我，冬天太冷，总是太远的女厕所。这是我办公室里最好的特色。如果不是在一路的物理大楼，它会给我一个明确的看法的拱门。但我却看到了物理大楼的屋顶。我也有一个观点urbauer大厅屋顶的一角，这似乎是各种鸟儿栖息的权利交替就在几个星期的时间最喜欢的位置。我有一个很好的观点的物理庭院，值得注意的是一个好地方，看人跑他们的狗。令人惊讶的是，这些观点变得越来越吸引人，我在我的论文上工作了。但我最喜欢的是附近的一棵橡树。从我的第四楼的角度来看，我有一个相当亲密的看法的树和各种鸟类和松鼠居住它。偶尔一只鸟会降落在我的窗台上，这通常有惊人的效果，我们两个都是。
我带着我的两个年轻的教授去世的记忆，而我是一个研究生。Anne Johnstone，唯一的女教授，我所参加的工程学院，和Bob Durr，一个政治学教授，我的论文委员会成员，都失去了勇敢的战斗与癌症。我深情地记得他们。
我带着我作为一个本科生的第一个工程课程的第一次考试失败的记忆。我记得当时我的想法对我来说太难了，我永远无法通过它。所以我去跟教授谈，准备放弃上课。他告诉我不要放弃，他告诉我，我可以在他的课上取得成功。原因在当时似乎很可笑，他说他相信我。之后，我的成绩在班上慢慢的提高了，我在期末考试中结束了这学期的成绩。我记得有一个动机是知道有人相信我。
我带着我对中西部的友好的回忆，使我惊讶的是，当我8年前抵达圣路易斯。自从搬到新泽西，我很伤心的说，没有人问我在哪里上高中。
我带着我记忆中的短命的计算机科学研究生社会委员会的午餐。当时的想法是，CS的学生群体应该轮流做午餐。但在一个研究生准备了一盆鸡毒害了几乎整个CS研究生群体和一个不幸的教员猛扑，并没有太多的热情，有更多的午餐。
我带着我记忆中一个比较成功的研究生努力，成立了协会的研究生工程专业的学生，被称为年龄。开始由少数工程毕业的学生，因为我们需要一种方法来选出代表一个全校学生管理，年龄很快成长为一个组织，现在举办各种活动和已经解决了一些工程研究生关注的工具。
我带着一个曾经有过繁荣的全日制本科、硕士、博士学位课程的工程和政策部门的记忆。
我带着我的记忆的1992美国总统辩论。渴望参与所有的兴奋，我自愿帮助在需要的地方。我记得在临时辩论会上花了几天的时间，向镇上的记者们指出运动会的发展方向。我记得在辩论中被分配到辩论大厅里的摄影师的拍摄工作时，我感到很高兴。我记得在学生志愿者中画最短的稻草，并成为那些不得不把电影从辩论中带出来的人的失望...
小心你吞下的东西。
谢谢您.