Yesterday I attended a conferring ceremony at Maynooth which was a very special occasion because it involved the formal award of the PhD degree to Aoibhinn Gallagher whom I supervised. Two other research students from the Department of Physics got their PhDs yesterday too; Matthew Birney and Hannah O’Brennan. Matthew (ESO Garching) and Aoibhinn (Bielefeld) both now have postdoctoral positions in Germany, incidentally.
These events are not actually called Graduation Ceremonies here in Ireland but Conferring Ceremonies. I was impressed that the local suppliers of academic dress, Phelan Conan were able to supply the correct 1989 vintage DPhil gown from Sussex University as opposed to the less interesting modern one. I would have worn it for the picture above, but by the time we found Hannah to take the photo I had already returned it to the supplier. Here are two more with myself in the gown and mortarboard:
You can see a picture of me wearing the same sort of gown in Brighton back in 1989, when I was a skinny young queen, here. I’ll add more pictures from yesterday if and when I get them.
As well as the PhDs we also saw the entire class of our MSc in Theoretical Physics and Mathematics get their degrees. I haven’t got any photographs of them, but will add any that I find. Here is a photograph of them outside the TSI building, courtesy of Jonivar Skullerud.
After the ceremony, those who got their degrees went for dinner with their respective parents, siblings and others who had come to attend the ceremony. We did meet up later on, however, in a local pub for a drink or several. In among all that I didn’t have time to write a post, bringing to an end a blogging streak of 109 days.
Graduation ceremonies are funny things. With all their costumes and weird traditions, they even seem a bit absurd. On the other hand, even in these modern times, we live with all kinds of rituals and I don’t see why we shouldn’t celebrate academic achievement in this way.
I like graduation ceremonies, actually. As each person walks across to be presented with their scroll you realize that every one of them has a unique story to tell and a whole universe of possibilities in front of them. How their lives will unfold no-one can tell, but it’s a privilege to be there for one important milestone on their journey, even those from other departments with whom you have had no contact at all.
I always find these ceremonies bittersweet occasions, though. There’s joy and celebration, of course, but these are tempered by the realization that many of the young people whom you’ve seen around long enough to grow accustomed to their faces, will disappear into the big wide world, in some cases never to be seen again. Although everyone is rightly proud of the achievement – either their own in the case of the graduands or that of others in the case of the guests – there’s also a bit of sadness to go with the goodbyes. It always seems that as a lecturer you are only just getting to know students by the time they graduate, but that’s enough to miss them when they go.
Anyway, all this is a roundabout way of saying congratulations once more to everyone who graduated yesterday, including Matthew, Hannah and Aoibhinn, and I wish you all the very best for the future!
In the Dark 