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发信人: sgrastar (Theodore), 信区: WaterWorld
标 题: The title of the thesis does not matter
发信站: BBS 未名空间站 (Sun Oct 17 16:35:28 2010, 美东)
One sunny day a rabbit came out of her hole in the ground to enjoy the fine
weather. The day was so nice
that she became careless and a fox sneaked up behind her and caught her.
"I am going to eat you for lunch!", said the fox.
"Wait!", replied the rabbit, "You should at least wait a few days."
"Oh yeah? Why should I wait?"
"Well, I am just finishing my thesis on 'The Superiority of Rabbits over
Foxes and Wolves.'"
"Are you crazy? I should eat you right now! Everybody knows that a fox will
always win over a rabbit."
"Not really, not according to my research. If you like, you can come into my
hole and read it for yourself. If
you are not convinced, you can go ahead and have me for lunch."
"You really are crazy!" But since the fox was curious and had nothing to
lose, it went with the rabbit. The
fox never came out. A few days later the rabbit was again taking a break
from writing and sure enough, a
wolf came out of the bushes and was ready to set upon her.
"Wait!" yelled the rabbit, "you can't eat me right now."
"And why might that be, my furry appetizer?"
"I am almost finished writing my thesis on 'The Superiority of Rabbits over
Foxes and Wolves.'"
The wolf laughed so hard that it almost lost its grip on the rabbit. "Maybe
I shouldn't eat you. You really are
sick...in the head. You might have something contagious."
"Come and read it for yourself. You can eat me afterward if you disagree
with my conclusions."
So the wolf went down into the rabbit's hole...and never came out. The
rabbit finished her thesis and was
out celebrating in the local lettuce patch. Another rabbit came along and
asked, "What's up? You seem very
happy."
"Yup, I just finished my thesis."
"Congratulations. What's it about?"
"'The Superiority of Rabbits over Foxes and Wolves.'"
"Are you sure? That doesn't sound right."
"Oh yes. Come and read it for yourself."
So together they went down into the rabbit's hole. As they entered, the
friend saw the typical graduate
student abode, albeit a rather messy one after writing a thesis. The
computer with the controversial work
was in one corner. To the right there was a pile of fox bones, to the left a
pile of wolf bones. And in the
middle was a large, well fed lion.
The moral of the story: The title of your thesis doesn't matter.
The subject doesn't matter.
The research doesn't matter.
All that matters is who your advisor is. |
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