Closure
March 15, 2012 § 2 Comments
It was a long road to two plastic buttons and a Tootsie Roll.
You could say it started last August, when my advisor and I first sat down to talk about my Independent Study (I.S.), the senior thesis that I had been alternatively looking forward to and dreading since before I had even set foot on Wooster’s campus as a student. You could say the process began a year before that, when in a preparatory course for I.S. I wrote a research proposal which became the framework for my finished product. Yet somehow, I think of my I.S. as beginning my sophomore year, in an English class in which my professor handed out this article on the way languages shape thought.
He passed it out offhandedly, on photocopies distributed at the end of class. It wasn’t required reading, just something for us to take a look at if we had time (which, to most college students, usually means ‘don’t bother’). But I was hooked. The article was about languages with ‘gendered’ nouns (Spanish, French, and German, to name a few), and how these grammatical distinctions change the way we perceive everyday objects. The German word for the English word ‘bridge’ (Brücke) is feminine; its Spanish iteration is the masculine word el puente. So do German speakers tend to attribute more characteristically feminine qualities to their bridges, while Spaniards think of theirs as a bit more manly? The author of the article, and the researcher informing her work, suggested that they do.
I was fascinated. My mind was abuzz with Disney-esque, anthropomorphized images of graceful, womanly bridges and burly masculine keys, roots and prefixes going in and meaning and messages coming out. And while the gendered-noun area of research had already been sufficiently exhausted by that point, it was then that I started to feel like I might find an I.S. topic that I was actually interested in.
Fast-forward a year or so, and I was swimming in the psychological literature investigating the space between language and thought. I found a serious gap in one area—a well-documented theory that was widely known, but had never been tested across languages. I dove in, and soon found myself with the beginnings of a project that was truly my own—no keys or bridges but rather an examination of the ways English- and Spanish-speakers think about others and themselves. My Independent Study was born.
My journey led me to Tupperware parties and Saturday night masses at the local Catholic church, elementary school classrooms and deep in to the writings of thinkers such as Chomsky and Whorf. Week after week I worked, turning in drafts that quickly piled up on my desk, covered in my advisor’s coffee rings and red ink. At times I think I lost sight of what I was even writing about, so focused I became on one detail or another, from the correct interpretation of a particular theory to ensuring that the alignment on my table of contents was just right.
Then—suddenly—it was finished. I was half-expecting some freak computer crash just as I was adding the finishing touches, turning a year of lost sleep into irretrievable oblivion. But there were no spontaneous hard drive collapses, no flash floods or scale-tipping earthquakes as I made my final keystrokes. Finally, there were no more edits to make. It was really over. I saved the 77-page, 20,087-word document (sending a copy to each of my e-mail addresses, just in case), and clicked ‘Print.’
Early the next morning, rain coming down in sheets, I went to the registrar’s office and traded my thesis for a Tootsie Roll, the reward generations of Wooster students have worked so hard to earn.
I savored every bite.
MARY GABLE 
Congratulations on your finished product! I bet it feels awesome. I’m going to be going down the same road soon. I’m a sophomore Psychology major, and I’ll have to do an internship and paper for my senior capstone project. However, I’m guessing it won’t be quite as extreme as your thesis.
It does! The best advice I can give is to choose a topic that you truly love–it makes the process so much easier. Good luck with it!