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            Web 
              Exclusives: Raising Kate 
              a 
              PAW web exclusive column by Kate Swearengen '04 (kswearen@princeton.edu) 
             
            May 
              16, 2001: 
              What in the heck is 
              Frick made of, and how do you say "R" in Arabic? 
              Homing in on a major is all in the details 
            May 4 is the deadline 
              for freshman course selections. Punitive fees for late course cards 
              run $50 for each day past the deadline; factor in the fact that 
              Princeton is raking in 10 cents on each cup of water sold at Frist, 
              and you can see why Hal Shapiro isn't the only reason the endowment 
              has climbed to eight billion dollars. Filthy lucre and the lure 
              of profit can motivate anyone; there's a reason, after all, that 
              students sign up for classes like Stochastic Calculus for Engineering 
              and Finance.  
            Since the calculus class 
              I took during my senior year of high school almost stood between 
              me and a black-and-orange beer jacket, I had sworn off math courses 
              early on, thinking I was relegating myself to an undistinguished 
              future as a liberal arts major. This is no longer the case: According 
              to a recent article in the New York Times, the State Department 
              is in desperate need of college graduates who are proficient in 
              Arabic.  
            Of course, I'm a long 
              way from proficiency. The other day, I caused a stink when I mistakenly 
              referred to the Arabic letter "raa" as an "r". After class, when 
              my professor questioned me about my linguistic lapse, I told her 
              that I had momentarily forgotten the name of the letter. 
            "When you asked me the 
              name of the letter, the first thing that popped into my head was 
              'aire,' the pronunciation of the letter 'r' in French," I told her. 
              "But I knew that couldn't be right, so I guessed 'r' instead. I 
              figured it could be the same in Arabic as it is in English."  
            "It's a good thing that 
              you didn't pronounce it the French way," my professor told me. "Because 
              'aire' is the Lebanese word for penis." 
            "And I bet you would 
              have pointed that out if I had said it, right?" I asked her. 
            "Of course," she said, 
              and then she laughed.  
            But while the article 
              in the Times has more or less cemented my future as a policy wonk 
              or international spy, Princeton is still trying its darndest to 
              widen the collective horizons of its students. Take, for example, 
              the epistemology and cognition requirement. For the fall 2001-02 
              semester, students interested in fulfilling this requirement can 
              choose between anthropology and philosophy courses. To be honest, 
              I'm not up for the high-level navel gazing required by philosophy 
              courses, since the paradoxical question I most often ponder is why, 
              at a school full of socially inept engineering majors, I can't get 
              a date for houseparties. So it looks like I'm going to have to complete 
              the epistemology and cognition requirement with an anthropology 
              course.  
            I brought the issue of 
              course selection up with my friend Katherine. A freshman from Massachusetts, 
              Katherine completed organic chemistry while still in high school 
              and, at the green age of 18, is planning to major in the field. 
              Although she is still in the process of choosing fall courses, she 
              is planning on taking 400-level chemistry and physics classes.  
            "I'm halfway finished 
              with my lab requirement," I told her. "I took geology 201 last semester. 
              Did you know that it's widely considered to be the pinnacle of the 
              gut class hierarchy here at Princeton?"  
            "You learned a lot in 
              that class, and I think it's great that you can identify the composition 
              of campus buildings," she kindly told me. "What kind of rock did 
              you say they used to build Frick?" 
            "Uh, I forgot," I told 
              her. "But I'm sure I've got it somewhere in my lecture notes." 
            "I also want to take 
              The Literature of Fact," Katherine told me. "It's being taught this 
              semester by a man who writes for the New Yorker."  
            "I want to take that 
              class, too," I said. "But I'm going to wait until John McPhee teaches 
              it. He's written a lot of books about geology, so I'll have a leg 
              up on the application process due to my expertise in the field." 
               
            You can reach Kate Swearengen 
              at kswearen@princeton.edu 
             
             
               
            
  
               
                
               
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