12 30 p. M. Welcome. I have the happy task of introducing your president and my friend marnie sandweiss. We will present this room and tell the story of marnie and me and her work, which got us all here. Let me start with the magical alchemy of graduate school. All of us leadheaded thinkers turned into scholars and teachers. The process works Something Like this. Imagine a group of students as a cohort. The cohort becomes classmates. The classmates become colleagues. And once in a while they become lifelong friends. So, colleagues, cohort, classmate, colleague, and that golden thing, a friend. I am cheating a little bit because she came to yale to study with Harold Lamarr a year after me and she was in the History Department and i was in that ragtag group in american studies. [applause] not a cohort exactly. We did become friends, puzzling throughdings, yawning brilliant, but sometimes excruciating seminars. Western history, some of you may know, was taught in the basement. And on frid
One minute past 12 30. Welcome, everyone. I have the happy task of introducing your president and my friend, marnie sandweiss. Iven of what i have been describing as an intellectual wedding toast. We will present this room as a vegas wedding chapel and tell the story of marnie and me and work, which got us all here. Let me start with the magical alchemy of graduate school. Thinkers leadheaded turned into golden tongued scholars, writers, and teachers. Picture a process that works Something Like this. An Admissions Committee imagines a group of students as a cohort. The cohort becomes classmates. The classmates become colleagues. And once in a while, they become lifelong friends. So, colleagues, cohort, classmate, colleague, and that golden thing, a friend. I am cheating a little bit yaleuse marnie came to to study with Harold Lamarr a year after me, and she was in the History Department, and i was in that ragtag group in american studies. [cheers and applause] not a cohort, exactly. We
This. Imagine a group of students as a cohort. The cohort becomes class meet. classmates. Once in a while they become lifelong friends. So, colleagues, cohort, classmate, colleagues, and that golden thing, a friend. I am cheating a little bit because she came to yell to study with Harold Lamarr a year after me and she was in the History Department and i was in that ragtag group in american studies. Not a cohort exactly. We did become friends, puzzling over readings, yachtings brilliant, but sometimes excruciating seminars. Western history, some of you may know, was taught in the basement. And on friday afternoons. The slow drone of graduate students, our own included we survived our basement years, scattered, and became colleagues, solving problems about students for each other. So, cohort, classmate, collie, but for me, we became friends, most important. A last bit of graduate school alchemy that knit the strange world of ideas into the world of spouses, partners, families, and childr
It should be announced that in the second round of the Islamic Council elections, girls yesterday and today once again showed their love for mam matan with votes that will shape the future of the country. On the day of the girl, the girls came to work each of iran has a wish and a demand. Happy all the girls day of my country and i hope that all the girls will be happy. Because i participated in the first stage , i would like to participate in the second stage. I would like to express my opinion. I have the right to make this choice and to choose my representative. We consulted. With the criteria that the leader said and we tried to check the background of the candidates, my criteria for selection is that, well. Because i am a student myself, it is very important for me to help the students. I expect the members of parliament to think more about the people. Now , in any way, the main problem we have is livelihood and it is the peoples economy, some mothers also came for the future of t
He had predicted from alaqsa storm operation that the balance of power would move towards a decisive battle. We are honored to host mr. Mounir shafiq to talk with him as a witness of a century of struggle and resistance. These black and white pictures are for the same year that he opened his little eyes to the holy sky. Born in 1934 in beit almaqdis, from a christian mother, the shafiq family named their son munir. At the age of 14, he tasted the bitter taste of occupation, known as nakbat day. Father. He was an activist of the communist party and a palestinian fighter. Ishan parests memories of his youth and his life in the house of the pictures of the fighters defending jerusalem, who allowed him to fire a bullet at the zionist forces in return for his help. The father taught his doctrine and intellectual framework to the son. But he emphasized that mounir tanesh should not enter the world of politics. My fathers emphasis. We were not against the attraction of politics. Munir joined