The Novels

Economics 101, a Novel (Rough Draft) -- My first sustained attempt at a novel, two-thirds finished in rough draft, and heading a little too far south.
What would you do if you and your study partner, with whom you had been seriously discussing marriage, suddenly found yourselves all alone together on a desert island? Study economics?
Sociology 500, a Romance (Second Draft) -- The first book in the Economics 101 Trilogy.(On hold.)
Karel and Dan, former American football teammates and now graduate students, meet fellow graduate students Kristie and Bobbie, and the four form a steady study group.

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Sociology 500, a Romance, ch 1 pt 1 -- Introducing Bobbie

TOC Well, let's meet Roberta Whitmer. Bobbie entered the anthropology department office and looked around. Near the receptionis...

Saturday, May 21, 2016

[Backup] Economics 101, a Novel, ch_04 -- Going by Four

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(A stake, in this context, would comprise several smaller congregations of members of the Church, roughly a thousand students. Not all of those students, of course, would attend the dance party.)
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(Borrowing a term from the similar organizational structure in Mormondom, a stake comprises several smaller congregations of members of the Church, roughly a thousand students. Not all of those students, of course, would attend the dance party.)

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He walked me the rest of the way to campus to make sure I got to my next class okay.
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He walked me the rest of the way to campus to make sure I got to my class okay.

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We seem to think it makes life interesting.)
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We seem to think it makes life interesting.)

=line=

Texas. I tell you, if you went down there, you'd call the place Texas. Big land, big egos, cowboys, twangy music, ...

=line=

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What am I doing here? I'm out of my depth writing about socializing social events. Avoided them like the plague. Give me a dance, where I can just ride the rhythm of the music, or a football game, where the focus is out on the field.
Oh, well. None of the characters in this story am I, and all of the characters am I. This is my first novel. Let's see what I can do with it.
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Opening social? I'm out of my depth. I have always avoided social events as if thy were the plague. Give me a dance, where I can just ride the rhythm of the music -- or a football game, where the focus is out on the field and I can go with the flow of the game.

Oh, well. None of the characters in this story am I, and all of the characters am I.

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"I think it had something to do with me being in my own world a lot. I had different goals than most of the players. But it doesn't explain much."

"That's exactly what the coaches said. And it was why the team waived you after the second year."
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"I think it had something to do with me being in my own world a lot. I had different goals than most of the players. But that doesn't explain much."

"That's exactly what the coaches said. And it was why the team waived you after our second year of pro."

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(If you can display Kanji: 「両手に花」)

"Yeah. That one. Uhm. So, ... what does it have to do with ...? Well, ... uhhmm You weren't doing what everyone else was doing?"
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(If you can display Kanji: 「両手に花」。)

"Yeah. That one. Uhm. So, ... what does it have to do with ...? Well, ... uhhmm ... you weren't doing what everyone else was doing?"

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"Hunh? What?" Bobbie was sitting on the floor in hers and Kristie's bedroom, checking her textbooks.
"Hunh? What?" Bobbie was sitting on the floor in their bedroom, checking her textbooks.

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Bobbie smoothed Kristie's hair out and took her by the shoulders and turned her around to face her. "So are you. Half the guys on campus would kill to get a date with you, and the other half would die for you. And these two guys, Dan and Karel, I think, will behave themselves courteously, instead of any of that. ... I wonder, though, have you never wished certain guys wouldn't find you attractive?"
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Bobbie smoothed Kristie's hair out and took her by the shoulders and turned her around to face her. "So are you. Half the guys on campus would kill to get a date with you, and the other half would die for you. And these two guys, Dan and Karel, I think, will behave themselves courteously, instead of any of that."

Kristie looked perplexed.

Bobbie thought for a moment.

"I wonder, though, have you never wished certain guys wouldn't find you attractive?"

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Something inside Bobbie was crumbling. She'd known various kinds of disappointment before, and, somehow, she had been almost expecting disappointment this time, too. But facing this kind of internal conflict was going to be awfully hard. The dreams she had been thinking she might be ready to permit herself would have have to be postponed for a while.
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Something inside Bobbie was crumbling. She'd known various kinds of disappointment before, and, somehow, she had been almost expecting disappointment this time, too. But facing this kind of internal conflict was going to be just awful. The dreams she had been thinking she might be ready to permit herself would have have to be postponed for a while.

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Karel was a little early. He had a class until 5:30, so he skipped dinner and walked down to the president's residence, arriving before six. As is typical among Mormons, since he was among the first to arrive, he got drafted to help. And he found himself at the front sidewalk, passing out ditto copies of the ice-breaker scavenger hunt instructions when Bobbie and Kristie came.
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Karel was a little early. He had a class until 5:30, so he skipped dinner and walked down to the president's residence, arriving before six. Since he was among the first to arrive, he got drafted to help. And he found himself at the front sidewalk, passing out mimeographed copies of the ice-breaker scavenger hunt instructions when Bobbie and Kristie came.

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Kristie replied. "We just met them today. Give us a break."
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Kristie replied. "We just met them today."

And Bobbie said, "Give us a break."

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"No, really," Kristie responded, "we didn't plan on this being romantic. If it goes that way, it goes that way. If it doesn't, you know, it's nice to have friends." It seems that Kristie had taken Bobbie's lead well.
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"No, really," Kristie responded, "we didn't plan on this being romantic. If it goes that way, it goes that way. If it doesn't, you know, it's nice to have friends."

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What each said in their own prayers is their own business, but I'll note that all four of them mentioned gratitude for new friends in their prayers. 
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What each said in their own prayers is their own business, but I'll note that all four of them mentioned gratitude for new friends in their prayers. 

Bobbie's last thought before she went to sleep was, "Maybe not so hard, after all."

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After the lecture, Bobbie and Karel talked about when they could meet in the library to study together, and several other students came around to ask if they could also join their study group.
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After the lecture, Bobbie and Karel talked about when they could meet in the library to study together, and several other students heard them and came over to ask if they could also join their study group.

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Karel said, "Bobbie and I are thinking we'll get together in the library with some of the other anthropology students to study together."
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Karel said, "Bobbie and I are thinking we'll get together in the library with some of the other anthropology students."

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At one point, when everyone was dancing the Charleston, and Kristie and Bobbie were a little winded, Dan and Karel did parts of the Charleston together while the girls sat out.

Bobbie seemed to be interested more in the faster dances where they could do formation dances as a group of four, or join with some of the others in larger formations.

Karel wanted to dance every dance, and he wanted to take turns with both Bobbie and Kristie on pair dances.

When Karel and Kristie were dancing, Dan and Bobbie would sometimes dance, sometimes they would sit the dance out, just talking at the side of the hall.
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At one point, when everyone was dancing the Charleston, and Kristie and Bobbie were a little winded, they both sat down, and Dan and Karel coninued as a twosome.

Bobbie seemed to be interested more in the faster songs where they could do formation dances as a group of four or join with some of the others in larger formations.

Karel wanted to dance every dance, and he wanted to take turns with both Bobbie and Kristie and others on pair dances.

Dan just had fun.

Sometimes when Karel and Kristie were dancing together, Dan and Bobbie would just sit the dance out, talking at the side of the hall.
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Bobbie also thought it was a good idea. "I'd like that. Let's do it."
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And Bobbie said, "I'd like that. Let's do it."

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So Karel and Dan walked them back to their apartment.
So Karel and Dan walked them back to their apartment under the light of the hinter and nether moons.

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The four of them would often be seen together, studying, dancing, attending football game and other events, participating in service projects, and so forth.

They weren't the most well known group informal group on campus, but they became somewhat well known. With Karel and Kristie in the Young Republicans and Bobbie and Dan in the Young Democrats, their foursome was sometimes referred to as "the cross-party-party".

Some of the more politically inclined students called them "détente", but this was several years before the official US-Soviet thawing. So Bobbie and Karel explained it to Kristie and Dan, and they all laughed about it.

They didn't seem inclined to do much pair dating, and when they did, it was usually outside their group. They really didn't want to risk splitting their group of four up.
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Japanese, Kanji? Texans, Democrats, Republicans? Dimes?

Close enough, I guess.

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[JMR20170225: The second draft of this part starts here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2017/02/soc500-02-01-boys-talk.html.
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(The framing story starts is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch00.html. If you haven't read that, you might want to. Otherwise, the rest of this may not make much sense.

We introduced Bobbie here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch01-introducing.html.

And we introduced Karel here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch02-introducing.html.

And Bobbie and Karel finally met each other here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch03-introducing.html.

If you don't care about characterization, you might want to jump ahead: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch10-bobbie-and.html.)

What am I doing here? I'm out of my depth writing about socializing social events. Avoided them like the plague. Give me a dance, where I can just ride the rhythm of the music, or a football game, where the focus is out on the field.

Oh, well. None of the characters in this story am I, and all of the characters am I. This is my first novel. Let's see what I can do with it.

[JMR201605221954: Of course I needed to fill in a few more details.
Original backed up at http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/backup-jmr20160522-economics-101-novel.html moved to https://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.com/2016/05/mv-backup-jmr20160522-economics-101-novel.html
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"Suddenly I'm thinking the apartment off campus is not so great." Dan was grumbling as he and Karel left the Education Building.

"Why is that?"

"Re-you Tenny Hannah. No. Yo-yo Bennie Hannah. What's that Japanese saying?"

"I'm not recognizing anything you are saying, here."

"What happened back there. The best-looking girls in the whole lecture, and there they are sitting either side of you."

"Sheer coincidence."

"And when you found the holes in the other teams' defense on the football field, that was sheer coincidence, too."

"I still don't really understand how I could dig those holes in the defense."

"Drove the coaches up a wall. You'd be out there, totally out of position, looking like you had just wandered onto the field, and suddenly there'd be nobody around you. And when I looked at the right time, so I could get it to you, you'd take the ball and go for what we needed."

"I think it had something to do with me being in my own world a lot. I had different goals than most of the players. But it doesn't explain much."

"That's exactly what the coaches said. And it was why the team waived you after the second year."

"They didn't know what to do with me. Now, what does this have to do with reasons for me to end up ryoh-te-ni-hana. That was what you were trying to say, wasn't it? Flower in either hand?"

(If you can display Kanji: 「両手に花」)

"Yeah. That one. Uhm. So, ... what does it have to do with ...? Well, ... uhhmm You weren't doing what everyone else was doing?"

"Right."

"Okay, so I and all the other guys are looking to get a date. And get married. And you are not."

"I think that's why some women feel comfortable around me."

"So all I have to do is quit trying to get a date?"

"I don't think it's quite that simple. The minute I ask a woman to go out, she usually runs away."

"And that's why you still aren't married."

"I guess."

"And we've had this conversation before."

"True. I've gotta get to my next class."

"Okay, 6:30 in the university president's garden, right?"

"Seems a bit early to me, but that's what they said, and we agreed."

"Later."

"Yeah, later."



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Kristie looked at her reflection in the mirror, holding her hair up and letting it fall, trying to decide whether to put her hair up for the graduate students' opening social or leave it down. The mirror she was using was the full-length mirror in the living room that she shared with the five other women in the apartment.

"Do you think the guys find me attractive, Bobbie?"

"Hunh? What?" Bobbie was sitting on the floor in hers and Kristie's bedroom, checking her textbooks.

"I always worry about whether the guys find me attractive."

Bobbie leaned sideways and looked at Kristie's back through the doorway. "So you did just ask whether I thought the guys found you attractive."

"Yes, ..."

Bobbie got up and came into the living room and stood behind Kristie and put her hands on her shoulders. "Kristine Person, ..." Then she examined Kristie's hair and her face, shaping her hair and lifting it in various styles, letting Kristie look at the effect. "... you know that's not the right question. What do you think of this?"

Kristie shook her head. "No that's not me. Too exotic. Well, the Sunday School teachers always said we shouldn't worry too much, but how are we supposed to find a husband if we don't make ourselves attractive?"

"Okay, picking a wrong question to answer first, yes, the guys find you attractive. But which guys? How's this?"

Kristie's face clouded. "That's not fair, asking which guy. No, I'd feel off balance with my hair up that high."

"I didn't say which guy, I said which guys. As in, I would bet Karel and Dan will both find you quite attractive enough, even without you doing your hair up, or even using makeup. How's a tight bun, like this?"

"That's nice of you to say. Maybe, but not today. It'd take too long to do it right."

"I don't think you should worry about guys who don't find you attractive. They don't really matter to you. Have you ever bobbed your hair?" Bobbie cupped her hands under Kristie's hair and lifted it close to her ears.

"Don't matter? Really? Don't you worry about it? I mean, sure, you're the kind of girl just about any guy would find attractive. Yes, I have, but that's so, what? like a tom-boy. I bobbed it in high school."

Bobbie smoothed Kristie's hair out and took her by the shoulders and turned her around to face her. "So are you. Half the guys on campus would kill to get a date with you, and the other half would die for you. And these two guys, Dan and Karel, I think, will behave themselves courteously, instead of any of that. ... I wonder, though, have you never wished certain guys wouldn't find you attractive?"

"You mean, guys who try to push themselves on you?"

"Uh, huh."

"Yes, I guess I have." Kristie's face clouded again, in mixed emotions.

"Once, when I was a freshman," she continued, "I was walking alone on a road off-campus, and a bunch of creeps came up behind me in a car and started whistling and howling and stuff. They tried to get me in the car with them."

"Oooh. That's terrible."

Then her face cleared. "But then this really cool guy came along and told them, 'Get out of here!'. And they did. He walked me the rest of the way to campus to make sure I got to my next class okay."

"Wow!"

"I didn't find out who he was until later."

"You didn't ask his name?"

"I was a freshman. He was an upper classman. I was too awestruck, I guess."

"But you did find out who he was?"

"It was Karel Pratt."

"Oh!"

"When I found out who he was, I started going to all the football games to see him. That's how I got interested in football."

"So, you've had a crush on Karel for a while?"

"I've been in love with him for six years! I was disappointed today that he had forgotten me, but here he is in the same class with me! You won't take him away from me, will you?"

Bobbie blinked. She thought for a moment, and said, "Six years to think you're in love with someone you don't really know is [JMR201609041908: a ] long time -- long enough to develop a lot of wrong ideas about him. He might not be your white knight after all, ..."

"I went on a mission partly because I heard he thought it was okay for women to go if they wanted to teach people about Jesus."

Something inside Bobbie was crumbling. She'd known various kinds of disappointment before, and, somehow, she had been almost expecting disappointment this time, too. But facing this kind of internal conflict was going to be awfully hard. The dreams she had been thinking she might be ready to permit herself would have have to be postponed for a while.

The nurse inside took over. "Well, like I say. Don't worry about your looks. The guys that are important will like you anyway. At least, that's what my mom says."

Mary Whitmer had not always said such things. But she said such things now, and it was more important for Kristie to hear the conclusion than to hear the history of how Bobbie and her mother had come to such a conclusion.

"In that case, I think I'll just be lazy and go with my hair down."

"Good idea. I think I'll do the same. It's getting about time to go, anyway. The point is, real love takes time to negotiate. There's lots to learn about each other."

"I think I can do that."



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Karel was a little early. He had a class until 5:30, so he skipped dinner and walked down to the president's residence, arriving before six. As is typical among Mormons, since he was among the first to arrive, he [JMR201609041909: get got ] drafted to help. And he found himself at the front sidewalk, passing out ditto copies of the ice-breaker scavenger hunt instructions when Bobbie and Kristie came.

"Karel! Are you on the committee?" Kristie asked.

"Nah, I got here too early and got drafted."

"How long are you going to be doing that?"

"I guess until I run out of these or someone relieves me."

Bobbie had a suggestion: "Well, let us help you."

So Karel shared his stack of the instructions with Kristie and Bobbie.

Kristie also had a suggestion: "We can do one of these as a group, ask people questions as they come in. I'll write the answers down."

Dan joined them a few minutes later, and the four of them passed out the scavenger hunt instructions, demonstrating the game by asking faculty and other students the questions on the form as they arrived.

After about an hour, a couple of committee members relieved them, thanking them for helping get the festivities going.

Since they had already, as a group, finished the scavenger hunt, and weren't feeling like doing another one as individuals, they just wandered around together, talking with each other and talking with the professors and other students and eating some of the refreshments -- you know, doing the basic social activity stuff that we now call networking.

At one point, Karel got involved in a mock debate the Young Democrats and the Young Republicans were having, joining on the side of the Democrats. Bobbie then joined the Republicans. Dan and Kristie stood and listened, laughing when someone said something humorous, and trying not to look bored when the discussion heated up.

After about a half an hour, when the debate was clearly heading for a third time around in a circle, Karel and Bobbie decided they'd had enough and said goodbye. Before they left, all four had been invited to join in the campus political organizations.

About eight thirty, Karel said, "Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm hungry."

"Is it your treat, Karel?" Dan joked.

"Now, Dan, there's no call for that!" Bobbie chided with a laugh. "We'll go double Dutch."

Which Dan corrected, "Quadruple Dutch? Anyway, I know a burger shop below campus that makes a decent cheeseburger for a pair of dimes."

Kristie said, "My friends would just say 'Dutch'. But if we're going to eat someplace, buying our own is fine by me."

Karel said, "I was thinking about the cafeteria in the student union. Since I'm living on campus, I can get a discount and we Dan and I could split the bill. But hamburgers sounds good to me, too, if everyone's okay with that. I think it'd be a shorter walk all around."

And that's what they did, talking about classes and university life, and a little about future plans, while they walked to the hamburger shop.

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Aren't you curious about what they ordered? No?

Yes, you are.

"What c'n we do ya for?" (The owner was running the grill and taking orders that evening. He was originally a Texan, and the theme of the shop was Texan, and the service was Texan. Texans deliberately play games with grammar. We seem to think it makes life interesting.)

Dan said, "Women first."

Kristie asked Bobbie, "What are you going to get?"

"I'll have just a single hamburger, with onions, lettuce, and tomatoes."

"What'll ya have to drink?"

"Just water, please."

"How about you, Miss?"

Kristie said, "Same for me, but with a lemon soda."

"And the guys?"

Karel said, "I'll have a cheeseburger, with lettuce, tomato, and mayonnaise. And a cherry cola."

And Dan said, "I'll have a cheeseburger, with pickles and ketchup. And water."

"All together?"

Karel said, "Yes."

And Bobbie said, "Separate checks, please."

But Dan insisted, "The guys are treating. We'll split the tab later."

And Kristie said, "It's okay, Bobbie, isn't it?" 

And Bobbie laughed. "Sure. Just this once."
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And the conversation continued while they ate and while they walked back to the girls' apartment.

After Dan and Karel said goodnight, Kristie and Bobbie went inside.

"So, did anybody get any lip?" their roommate Wendy asked.

Kristie replied. "We just met them today. Give us a break."

"So it was boring." Wendy was insistent.

Bobbie said, slightly pedantically, "These socials are for meeting the professors and other grad students. It's not supposed to be especially exciting or romantic or whatever."

"You're just jealous, Wendy, leave it alone," said Jennifer. "You guys can give us a play-by-play when Wendy isn't around."

"No, really," Kristie responded, "we didn't plan on this being romantic. If it goes that way, it goes that way. If it doesn't, you know, it's nice to have friends." It seems that Kristie had taken Bobbie's lead well.

Joy, who was curled up on the sofa reading a romance novel, complained, "You two are just too cool to believe."

Michelle, in the kitchen, asked, "So which of you is angling for which of them?"

And Bobbie said, "To be honest, I'm not sure right now which one I'd rather start taking an interest in, if I do. I'm just going to go with the flow."

After a few more tries, the roommates gave in and let it alone for the night.

After the lights were out and prayers said, Kristie whispered from across the room. "Bobbie?"

"Mmm? Yeah?"

"Thanks."

"One step at a time, Kristie. I'm not yielding the field, just trying to make sure everyone has a fair chance. Dan, too. He's a pretty decent guy."

"Anyway, thanks."

"Sure."

What each said in their own prayers is their own business, but I'll note that all four of them mentioned gratitude for new friends in their prayers. 



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On Wednesday, Bobbie and Karel ended up in the same section of the undergraduate level course in island culture.

"Hello again, stranger!"

"Oh! Hi, Bobbie. Should we sit where we can compare notes?"

"That'd be okay. It's a shame Kristie and Dan won't be taking this class."

Karel laughed. "Maybe that'd be a bit too much together. Are we taking more of the same classes?"

"Let me see your schedule."

"Let's sit down first."

"How a about over there on the right, at the front?"

Having sat down, they laid their schedules out to compare them.

"So," Karel said, "we'll be in the same section of the experimental lab in ancient technologies."

"That'll be a fun class."

(More then just fun, that course would be a lifesaver for them.)

"That looks like all for this semester."

The professor came in about then and introduced himself.

"We'll be covering about ten differing island regions," he said. "Many of them have had fairly advanced cultures during their histories, and there is quite a lot of material to cover. We won't be able to cover it all in class, so you should plan on a lot of homework, and also plan on forming or joining study groups."

After the lecture, Bobbie and Karel talked about when they could meet in the library to study together, and several other students came around to ask if they could also join their study group.

Tuesday and Thursday evenings seemed to work best.



The four of them were together again for the interdepartmental education class again on Thursday. After the class, they talked about doing a study group together.

Karel said, "Bobbie and I are thinking we'll get together in the library with some of the other anthropology students to study together."

And Bobbie added, "We thought we could do the same for this class.

Dan and Kristie both thought this was a good idea.

"When are you getting together?" asked Kristie?

Bobbie answered, "We're thinking of Tuesday and Thursday evenings, at least, for now."

"I could probably do that," Dan said.

"Me, too," said Kristie. "What time and where?"

Karel said, "Tonight, after I finish eating dinner at the dorm cafeteria, I'll run up to the library's first floor study area, and then we'll figure out where from there."

"So, between six thirty and seven, tonight?" Dan asked.

"And see where it goes from there," replied Karel. "I need to get to my next class."

"Which way are you going?" asked Kristie.

"Science building."

"I'm going the same direction."

"Let's walk together."

"How about you?" Dan asked Bobbie.

"I'm going to study at the library for about an hour. Are you going that way?"

"Yeah. I don't have a class now, and I probably should park my books somewhere and figure out what I need to study."

And they left together, separately.




About 9:30 that evening, the four of them walked back to the girls' apartment together, discussing Plato's theories and Locke's theories as they went, with Karel tossing in ideas from Von Neumann and Turing, just to keep the discussion lively.

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Bobbie was unimpressed. "Quit dragging engineering stuff in."

"But this is about machines that think and learn."

Dan sided with Bobbie. "That's science fiction."

And Kristie defended Karel. "Maybe for now, but science fiction seems to predict the future a lot."

"It's not the technology. It's the math."

Even Kristie didn't know what to say to that.
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At the apartment, as Dan and Karel were about to leave, Dan asked, "Does anyone besides me like to dance?"

And Bobbie replied, "Does a duck swim?"

Karel and Kristie admitted they enjoyed dancing, too.

Dan explained, "Our stake is having a back-to-school dance on Friday night. Should we all go together?"

(A stake, in this context, would comprise several smaller congregations of members of the Church, roughly a thousand students. Not all of those students, of course, would attend the dance party.)

"Sounds like fun." And everyone agreed.

But Kristie was a little anxious. As they watched Dan and Karel leave, she asked, "Bobbie, who is going to dance with whom?"

Bobbie turned to her and smiled and said, "I think we'll just have fun with whoever is handy at the moment."




Which was how it worked out.

When they arrived at the dance, Karel suggested that they should not be exclusive, and they danced with some of the others who came, as well as with each other. At one point, when everyone was dancing the Charleston, and Kristie and Bobbie were a little winded, Dan and Karel did parts of the Charleston together while the girls sat out.

[JMR201605221954
Bobbie seemed to be interested more in the faster dances where they could do formation dances as a group of four, or join with some of the others in larger formations.

Karel wanted to dance every dance, and he wanted to take turns with both Bobbie and Kristie on pair dances.

When Karel and Kristie were dancing, Dan and Bobbie would sometimes dance, sometimes they would sit the dance out, just talking at the side of the hall.  

About eleven o'clock, Bobbie said, "I've got work tomorrow, so I'm going to turn into a pumpkin early.

And Kristie said, "I should probably turn in a little early, too, so I can work on my homework tomorrow."

So Karel and Dan walked them back to their apartment.

While they were walking, Dan said, "You know, they have ballroom dance classes here."

Karel said, "Sounds like a suggestion. We could join a class together."

Kristie concurred. "I think that would be fun."

Bobbie also thought it was a good idea. "I'd like that. Let's do it."
]




The next Monday, the four of them were in line together at the registration desk, to add one more class, ballroom dance.

[JMR20609042037 -- Now that the characterization is done, I don't need this:

And the next semester, they took folk dance together, and then they took more dance classes together in the following semesters. But they didn't take ballet or modern dance classes together, even though Bobbie suggested it from time to time.

]



[JMR201609042042: For the next two years, tT]he four of them would often be seen together, studying, dancing, attending football game and other events, participating in service projects, and so forth.

They weren't the most well known group informal group on campus, but they became somewhat well known. With Karel and Kristie in the Young Republicans and Bobbie and Dan in the Young Democrats, their foursome was sometimes referred to as "the cross-party-party".

Some of the more politically inclined students called them "détente", but this was several years before the official US-Soviet thawing. So Bobbie and Karel explained it to Kristie and Dan, and they all laughed about it.


[JMR201609042049 -- And this goes elsewhere:
They deliberately took an inter-department course together for the each of next three semesters, too, and their group of four would form the core of study groups. Those study groups would become popular, and would sometimes split, with two of them leading one and two the other. When the study groups split, which of the four paired with which was determined by convenience more than anything else.

Within their majors, Bobbie and Karel became the core of several anthropology study groups over the next two years, and Kristie and Dan shepherded several groups for students in the education programs.

As for dating, they dated outside their group when they did any pair dating, which was not often. Somehow, they didn't seem to want to do anything that might split their group of four up.

They didn't seem inclined to do much pair dating, and when they did, it was usually outside their group. They really didn't want to risk splitting their group of four up.

]

There were some letters home that they wrote. You might find them informative: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch04-going-by-four-letters-home.html.

The link to the next of the characterization chapters will be here when it's ready is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch05-first-semester.html, but you probably do want to read those letters home, first.

(The chapter index is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2016/04/economics-101-novel-index.html)

Sunday, May 15, 2016

[Backup] Economics 101, a Novel, ch_03 -- Introducing Karel to Bobbie, and Vice Versa

[JMR202104261601: Backup of https://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch03-introducing.html, before fixing the next chapter link.]
Previous: Introducing Karel Table of Contents

So, how did Karel and Bobbie end up making each others' acquaintance?



A few days before classes began, Bobbie was seated in Professor MacVittie's office discussing her preliminary plans for her doctoral thesis.

"You say you want to spend some time observing and interviewing islanders on-location."

"That's right."

"We'll have to look carefully at arranging the fieldwork. I'm not sure we can promise anything. We may have to ask you to adjust those plans."

"I'll cross that bridge when I get to it, I guess."

"Would you be interested in working with another student who is planning his thesis in a similar area?"

"His?"

"Uh, yes. His planned thesis is in island economics. We're thinking you would find quite a bit that you could cooperate on."

"You're not trying to set me up with this guy, are you?"

"We don't play games like that with students' lives."

Bobbie was not looking convinced.

"We haven't talked with him about it yet. We thought I could suggest it to you, and only mention it to him if you agreed."

"May I ask his name?"

"Karel Pratt. He--"

"He was a football player here about five years ago."

"You know him?"

"No."

"Football is another of your interests?"

"Football is applied choreography. But my mother showed me a newspaper article about him a month or so ago. It seems that football players with advanced degrees are a rarity."

"He has a bachelor's in physics and a master's in engineering, played football as a walk-on player."

"So he has a wide range of interests, too."

"I didn't say a wide range of interests was a bad thing, I just wanted you to understand you'd need to focus. And you satisfied me that you understood that.""

"Did you ask him about his focus?"

"I understand Professor White did."

Bobbie looked down and rubbed her temple.

"Uhm, you could meet in my office and talk about it, if you'd feel more comfortable."

"I'd rather not meet him where he knows he has to behave himself. If he's interested, he can contact me, and we can work out whether we'll work together from there."

"So it's okay if we mention this to him?"

"Oh, sure, I guess."

"He'll be talking with me on the first day of classes, and I'll suggest it then."



After visiting with Professor MacVittie on the first day of classes, Karel went to his first class, a graduate-level cross-discipline survey of education theories and topics.

As he entered the lecture room, he looked for a seat at the front. PhD candidates were expected to show leadership, and he rightly assumed that the professors who would approve his thesis and candidacy would not perceive sitting in the back as showing leadership.

Whether the supervising professors would be right in such perception is a separate topic of consideration, which we will set aside.

As he moved to the front, he greeted some of the students. Choosing a seat slightly to the left of center, he laughed silently to himself at the spurious, but accurate, potential political interpretation of his choice of seat.

Shortly, a petite, very pretty blonde came up and excused herself.

"Is this seat taken?"

If you called her a blonde bombshell, not many people would have disagreed. She, herself, would have been among those who disagreed, of course.

"No, no. Go ahead."

"I'm Kristie Person, by the way," she said as she sat down. "I'm in the Master's program in education."

"Hi. Karel Pratt. Pre-Phd, Anthropology. So this course is in your primary field?"

"Yes. I'm coming in from a bachelor's in PE, so my professors told me to take the survey class."

"I see."

"Karel, so nice to see you here." Karel recognized the voice behind him.

"Dan, you made it." Karel turned around and he and Dan slapped hands.

"Well, introduce me to your friend!" Dan said as he sat down on the other side of Kristie.

"I just met her, myself. Kristine Pierson. Right?"

Kristie looked a bit non-plussed. "Sort of. My name is Kristine, but everyone calls me Kristie. And Person and Pierson are sort of the same name in Sweden."



Uhm, "Sweden". You will indulge me in this, won't you? The country she named would be somewhat similar, up in the northern parts of their old world, lots of snow and reindeer. And the names ...



Karel grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that."

"You'll have to forgive my friend. He can be a little clumsy sometimes. Dan Claymount. Karel and I used to play football together. He was much less clumsy on the football field."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Karel chuckled.

"Oh, that's right. I remember now. Dan was the quarterback five years ago, and you were the running back who made all the big plays."

"He sure was." Dan concurred with Kristie's memory.

"No, I wasn't. Coach saved me to mix things up when we got stuck. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't."

"You're just being modest. I watched a lot of your games."

"Well, so you are a fan of the school's football program, I take it?"

"Yes! Football is one of my favorite sports!"

One of the professors stood up then and greeted the students.

"Welcome, to this year's graduate survey in education topics. I'm Professor Donival. Please check your schedules to be sure you are in the right place." And she proceeded to explain the syllabus and the planned assignments.

And all of the students in the room busied themselves taking notes.

After about ten minutes, Professor Donival shifted from the course outline to the material for first lecture.

After another ten minutes, Karel became aware that the seat to his left was now occupied, and he looked over and nodded to the woman sitting there, then turned back to the blackboard, forgetting for a moment to breath. Mentally shaking himself, he deliberately returned his focus to the lecture.

At the end of the lecture, Karel turned again to his left. "I have notes from the first twenty minutes, if you'd like to copy them," he offered, opening to the first page in his notebook.

"Thanks. That would be nice," she said, and started copying. We missed her reaction when she sat down by Karel, but when she read Karel's name on the notebook, she was thinking to herself something like, "Of course it would be."

"You could copy my notes back at the apartment, Bobbie," Kristie was being helpful.

"You two are roommates?" Dan asked.

"Yes, actually. If you don't have time, Karel, ...," Bobbie said, feeling, but not showing a bit of surprise at how easy it felt to say his name.

"No problem. Get it while it's fresh."

"Well, are you going to introduce me, Karel?" Dan prompted.

"Oh. Bobbie Whitmer, meet Dan Claymount. He and I were on the football team about five years ago. Should I tell her what you are doing your masters work in, Dan?" Karel was anything but surprised at how pleasant it felt to say her name.

"Underwater basketweaving," Dan replied.

Bobbie looked up, amused. "Sports education, with a coaching emphasis."

"How did you know?"

"Read your mind. Karel's mind is not as transparent."

"I see." Dan clearly did not see. For him, not being sure of his position was a rare thing, both on the football field and off, and he felt himself rising to the challenge. "Say, is anyone going to the opening social tonight?"

"Maybe we can make it a foursome?" Kristie was also rising to the challenge.

What Bobbie and Karel were thinking at this point would be hard to say. For separate reasons, they had learned to go with the flow in social situations, waiting for opening gambits to play out before deciding which way to move.

"Sounds good. What do you think, Bobbie?"

"Why not?"



You might think, since this is a predominantly Mormon school, that it is Brigham Young University. But it isn't either of those. It's an Ehyephoot school. You will notice some differences.

Maybe we could call it Eunice Clark Young University. But that would be the school at which Bobbie took her degree in nursing. It has strong programs in medicine.

Orson Pratt University? No. That's not it. Let's call it Orson Hyde University.



The edit record for this chapter starts here: https://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.com/2016/05/bk-economics-101-novel-ch03-introducing.html.

A second draft of this chapter is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2017/02/soc500-01-04-meet-each-other.html.

[Backup] Economics 101, a Novel, ch_03 -- Introducing Karel to Bobbie, and Vice Versa

[JMR20180106: backup of http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch03-introducing.html.]

[JMR201803040119: edits] 

"I didn't say a wide range of interests was a bad thing, I just wanted you to understand you'd need to focus."
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"I didn't say a wide range of interests was a bad thing, I just wanted you to understand you'd need to focus. And you satisfied me that you understood that."

--

As he entered the lecture room, Karel looked for a seat at the front. PhD candidates were expected to show leadership, and he rightly assumed that the professors who would approve his thesis and candidacy would not perceive sitting in the back as showing leadership.
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As he entered the lecture room, he looked for a seat at the front. PhD candidates were expected to show leadership, and he rightly assumed that the professors who would approve his thesis and candidacy would not perceive sitting in the back as showing leadership.

--

As he moved to the front, he greeted some students he knew, and also some he hadn't yet met.
-
As he moved to the front, he greeted some of the students.

--

And Person and Pierson are sort of the same name in Sweden."

Uhm, "Sweden". You will indulge me in this, won't you? The country she named would be somewhat similar, up in the northern parts of their old world, lots of snow and reindeer. And the names ...

--

You might think, since this is a predominantly Mormon school, that it is Brigham Young University. But it isn't. You should notice some differences.
-
You might think, since this is a predominantly Mormon school, that it is Brigham Young University. But it isn't either of those. It's an Ehyephoot school. You will notice some differences.

--

Orson Pratt University? No. That's not it. Let's call it Orson Hyde University. Our reasons may become apparent as we go, or may not. But I shall refrain from explaining at this time.

And I suppose there is one more thing which puzzles you -- Why are Bobbie and Karel so casually behaving as if they are already know each other as friends?

Good question.

In fact, it's a question that will take a while to clear up, although I've never been quite comfortable with the explanation they gave me. Well, maybe that part about ...
-
Orson Pratt University? No. That's not it. Let's call it Orson Hyde University.

--

[JMR201803040119: edits end]

[JMR201802221428: edits ] 

Orson Pratt University? No. That's not it. Let's call it Orson Hyde University. Our reasons may become apparent as we go, or may not. But I shall refrain from explaining at this time.
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Orson Pratt University? No. That's not it. Let's call it Orson Hyde University. Our reasons may become apparent as we go, or may not. But I shall refrain from explaining at this time.

 And I suppose there is one more thing which puzzles you -- Why are Bobbie and Karel so casually behaving as if they are already know each other as friends?

Good question.

In fact, it's a question that will take a while to clear up, although I've never been quite comfortable with the explanation they gave me. Well, maybe that part about ...

[JMR201802221428: edits end ]

[JMR201802202204: edits on unrecorded intermediate -- ]

I'm thinking you would find quite a bit that you could cooperate on."
We're thinking you would find quite a bit that you could cooperate on."

--

"I haven't talked with him about it yet, I thought I'd suggest it to you, and only mention it to him if you agreed."
-
"We haven't talked with him about it yet. We thought I could suggest it to you, and only mention it to him if you agreed."

--

"So he has a wide range of interests, too."

"You could meet in my office, if you'd feel more comfortable about it."

"I'd rather not meet him where he knows he has to behave himself. If he's interested, he can contact me, and we can work out whether we'll work together from there."

"So it's okay if I mention this to him, the next time I see him?"

"Oh, sure, I guess."

"I'll be talking with him on the first day of classes, and I'll suggest it to him then."
-
"So he has a wide range of interests, too."

"I didn't say a wide range of interests was a bad thing, I just wanted you to understand you'd need to focus."

"Did you ask him about his focus?"

"I understand Professor White did."

Bobbie looked down and rubbed her temple.

"Uhm, you could meet him in my office and talk about it, if you'd feel more comfortable."

"I'd rather not meet him where he knows he has to behave himself. If he's interested, he can contact me, and we can work out whether we'll work together from there."

"So it's okay if we mention this to him?"

"Oh, sure, I guess."

"He'll be talking with me on the first day of classes, and I'll suggest it then."

--

As he moved to the front, he greeted students he knew,
As he moved to the front, he greeted some students he knew,

--

Shortly, a petite, very pretty blonde came up and excused herself. "Is this seat taken?" If you called her a blonde bombshell, not many people would have disagreed. She, herself, would have been among those who disagreed, of course.
-
Shortly, a petite, very pretty blonde came up and excused herself.

"Is this seat taken?"

If you called her a blonde bombshell, not many people would have disagreed. She, herself, would have been among those who disagreed, of course.

--

"Dan, you made it." Karel turned and nodded to his friend.
"Dan, you made it." Karel turned around and he and Dan slapped hands.

--

And he proceeded to explain the syllabus and the planned assignments.
And she proceeded to explain the syllabus and the planned assignments.

--

"Thanks for the vote of confidence."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence." Karel chuckled.

--

I should note that this is not Brigham Young University. It may seem like it is in some ways, but there are significant historical and policy differences.

I was confused and thought it was Eunice Clark Young University, but that would be where Bobbie received her bachelors in nursing.

Maybe this is Orson Hyde University. Yeah. That's right, now that I check. Orson Pratt University would be too, uhm, all-in-the-family. It's definitely Orson Hyde University. Maybe.
-
You might think, since this is a predominantly Mormon school, that it is Brigham Young University. But it isn't. You should notice some differences.

Maybe we could call it Eunice Clark Young University. But that would be the school at which Bobbie took her degree in nursing. It has strong programs in medicine.

Orson Pratt University? No. That's not it. Let's call it Orson Hyde University. Our reasons may become apparent as we go, or may not. But I shall refrain from explaining at this time.

[JMR201802202204: edits end ]


[JMR20170204: The second draft of this chapter is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2017/02/soc500-01-04-meet-each-other.html.]
(The framing story starts is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch00.html. If you haven't read that, you might want to. Otherwise, the rest of this may not make much sense.

The characterizations start here, with Bobbie: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch01-introducing.html.

The previous chapter, telling us more about Karel, is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch02-introducing.html.

[JMR201605181926: Can't believe I pointed to chapter eleven instead of chapter ten.]
If you don't care about characterization, you might want to jump ahead:
http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch10-bobbie-and.html.
http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch11-wycliffe.html)

[JMR201608222111:

We saw Karel talking with Professor Macvittie, but we didn't see Bobbie talking with the professor.  And we didn't see Karel and Bobbie getting together and discussing things, we only saw the result.

So, how did Karel and Bobbie end up making each others' acquaintance?

]



A few days before classes began, Bobbie was seated in Professor MacVittie's office discussing her preliminary plans for her doctoral thesis.

"I see you want to spend some time observing and interviewing islanders on-location."

"That's right."

[JMR201608222144:

"We'll have to look a bit carefully at arranging the fieldwork. I'm not sure we can promise anything. We may have to ask you to adjust your fieldwork those plans."

]

"I'll cross that bridge when I get to it, I guess."

"Would you be interested in working with another student who is planning his thesis in a similar area?"

"His?"

"Uh, yes. His planned thesis is in island economics. I'm thinking you would find quite a bit that you could cooperate on."

"You're not trying to set me up with this guy, are you?"

"We don't play games like that with students' lives."

Bobbie was not looking convinced.

"I haven't talked with him about it yet, I thought I'd suggest it to you, and only mention it to him if you agreed."

"May I ask his name?"

"Karel Pratt. He"

"He was a football player here about five years ago."

"You know him?"

"No."

"Football is another of your interests?"

"Football is applied choreography. But my mother showed me a newspaper article about him a month or so ago. It seems that football players with advanced degrees are a rarity."

"He has a bachelor's in physics and a master's in engineering, played football as a walk-on player."

"So he has a wide range of interests, too."

"You could meet in my office, if you'd feel more comfortable about it."

"I'd rather not meet him where he knows he has to behave himself. If he's interested, he can contact me, and we can work out whether we'll work together from there."

"So it's okay if I mention this to him, the next time I see him?"

[JMR201608230737:

"Sure." "Oh, sure, I guess."

"I'll be talking with him on the first day of classes{, and I'll suggest it to him then}.{"}

]


After visiting with Professor MacVittie on the first day of classes [JMR201605241744: (which we read about in the framing story in chapter 00) ] Karel went to his first class, a graduate-level cross-discipline survey of education theories and topics.

As he entered the lecture room, Karel looked for a seat at the front. PhD candidates were expected to show leadership, and he rightly assumed that the professors who would approve his thesis and candidacy would not perceive sitting in the back as showing leadership.

Whether the supervising professors would be right in such perception is a separate topic of consideration, which we will set aside.

As he moved to the front, he greeted students he knew, and also some he hadn't yet met. Choosing a seat slightly to the left of center, he laughed silently to himself at the spurious, but accurate, potential political interpretation of his choice of seat.

Shortly, a petite, very pretty blonde came up and excused herself. "Is this seat taken?" If you called her a blonde bombshell, not many people would have disagreed. She, herself, would have been among those who disagreed, of course.

"No, no. Go ahead."

"I'm Kristie Person, by the way," she said as she sat down. "I'm in the Master's program in education."

"Hi. Karel Pratt. Pre-Phd, Anthropology. So this course is in your primary field?"

"Yes. I'm coming in from a bachezlor's bachelor's in PE, so my professors told me to take the survey class."

"I see."

"Karel, so nice to see you here." Karel recognized the voice behind him.

"Dan, you made it." Karel turned and nodded to his friend.

"Well, introduce me to your friend!" Dan said as he sat down on the other side of Kristie.

"I just met her, myself. Kristine Pierson. Right?"

Kristie looked a bit non-plussed. "Sort of. My name is Kristine, but everyone calls me Kristie. And Person and Pierson are sort of the same name in Sweden."

Karel grinned sheepishly. "Sorry about that."

"You'll have to forgive my friend. He can be a little clumsy sometimes. Dan Claymount. Karel and I used to play football together. He was much less clumsy on the football field."

"Thanks for the vote of confidence."

"Oh, that's right. I remember now. Dan was the quarterback five years ago, and you were the running back who made all the big plays."

"He sure was." Dan concurred with Kristie's memory.

"No, I wasn't. Coach saved me to mix things up when we got stuck. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't."

"You're just being modest. I watched a lot of your games."

"Well, so you are a fan of the school's football program, I take it?"

"Yes! Football is one of my favorite sports!"

One of the professors stood up then and greeted the students.

"Welcome, to this year's graduate survey in education topics. I'm Professor Donival. Please check your schedules to be sure you are in the right place." And he proceeded to explain the syllabus and the planned assignments.

And all of the students in the room busied themselves taking notes.

After about ten minutes, Professor Donival shifted from the course outline to the material for first lecture.

After another ten minutes, Karel became aware that the seat to his left was now occupied, and he looked over and nodded to the woman sitting there, then turned back to the blackboard, forgetting for a moment to breath. Mentally shaking himself, he deliberately returned his focus to the lecture.

At the end of the lecture, Karel turned again to his left. "I have notes from the first twenty minutes, if you'd like to copy them," he offered, opening to the first page in his notebook.

"Thanks. That would be nice," she said, and started copying. We missed her reaction when she sat down by Karel, but when she read Karel's name on the notebook, she was thinking to herself something like, "Of course it would be."

"You could copy my notes back at the apartment, Bobbie," Kristie was being helpful.

"You two are roommates?" Dan asked.

"Yes, actually. If you don't have time, Karel, ...," Bobbie said, feeling, but not showing a bit of surprise at how easy it felt to say his name.

"No problem. Get it while it's fresh."

"Well, are you going to introduce me, Karel?" Dan prompted.

"Oh. Bobbie Whitmer, meet Dan Claymount. He and I were on the football team about five years ago. Should I tell her what you are doing your masters work in, Dan?" Karel was anything but surprised at how pleasant it felt to say her name.

"Underwater basketweaving," Dan replied.

Bobbie looked up, amused. "Sports education, with a coaching emphasis."

"How did you know?"

"Read your mind. Karel's mind is not as transparent."

"I see." Dan clearly did not see. For him, not being sure of his position was a rare thing, both on the football field and off, and he felt himself rising to the challenge. "Say, is anyone going to the opening social tonight?"

"Maybe we can make it a foursome?" Kristie was also rising to the challenge.

What Bobbie and Karel were thinking at this point would be hard to say. For separate reasons, they had learned to go with the flow in social situations, waiting for opening gambits to play out before deciding which way to move.

"Sounds good. What do you think, Bobbie?"

"Why not?"



I should note that this is not Brigham Young University. It may seem like it is in some ways, but there are significant historical and policy differences.

I was confused and thought it was Eunice Clark Young University, but that would be where Bobbie received her bachelors in nursing.

Maybe this is Orson Hyde University. Yeah. That's right, now that I check. Orson Pratt University would be too, uhm, all-in-the-family. It's definitely Orson Hyde University. Maybe.


The link to the next of the characterization chapters will be here when it's ready is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch04-going-by-four.html.

(The chapter index is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2016/04/economics-101-novel-index.html)

[Backup] Economics 101, a Novel, ch_02 -- Introducing Karel

[JMR201801091530: This is a backup of https://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch02-introducing.html.]

[JMR201804071853: edits]

At the time I write this, Japan, for instance, is divided into seven physical areas called missions, and the Philippines is divided into twenty-one.
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In our world at the time I write this, Japan, for instance, is divided into seven physical areas called missions, and the Philippines is divided into twenty-one.

--

[JMR201804071853: end edits]

[JMR201803040046: edits]

We've met Bobbie, let's meet Karel and one of his friends.
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We've met Bobbie and heard of Kristie, let's meet Karel and one of his friends.

--

Karel turned the ignition key off and sat for a minute outside Dan's house. He needed a minute's rest.
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Karel turned the ignition key off and sat for a minute outside Dan's house. He needed a little rest.

--

My little sister's dying to see you again.
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My little sister's dyin' to see you again.

--

When are you gonna find someone as cool as me?
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Where are you gonna find someone as cool as me?

--

We can't do that any more.
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We used to do that, but we can't any more.

--

But back then it was standard operating procedure for students traveling the long distances between home and college in the US midwest, especially for male students.
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But back then it was standard operating procedure for students traveling the long distances between home and college in the UIS midwest, especially for male students.

--

I forgot to mention there that a missionary's field of labor is also called a "mission" in Mormon parlance.
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I forgot to mention there that a missionary's field of labor is also called a "mission" in Ehyephoot parlance.

--

At the time that Karel served his mission, both the Philippines and Japan would have been within a single mission. Later, when Bobbie was serving hers, they would have been separate. (Which missions they served in, I'm not saying. I'm sorry, but that would be too much irrelevant detail. And, of course, this is something of an alternate history novel.)
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At the time that Karel served his mission, there were not nearly as many missions. A few years later, when Bobbie was serving hers, some missions had been divided, so there were more. (Which mission they served in, I'm not saying. I'm sorry, but that would be too much irrelevant detail. And, of course, this is something of an alternate history novel, if it's not another planet.)

--

[JMR201803040046: edits end]


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"Your little sister ignores me whenever I come."
"Your little sister ignores me whenever I come any more."

--

Dan ducked back in and came outside, carrying a small suitcase.
Dan ducked back in and came outside, carrying a small briefcase.

--

"Hey, we're here," he said, shaking him gently by the shoulder.
"Hey, we're here," he said, shaking him by the shoulder.

--

"You've got to quit letting women walk all over you like that.
"And you've got to quit letting women walk all over you like that.

--

So Karel had to explain his groundwork for coming in from outside the major, just as Bobbie did.
Of course, he had different holes to fill. Where he would just monitor the senior-level methodology class, he would have to take the actual archeologist's introduction to medicine and physiology, and so forth.
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So. Karel had to explain his groundwork for coming in from outside the major, just as Bobbie did.

Of course, he had different holes to fill. Where he would just monitor the senior-level methodology class, he would have to actually take the anthropologist's introduction to medicine and physiology, and so forth.

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When they left, later in the afternoon, they both had the necessary forms and had made the necessary contacts.
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When Karel and Dan left, later in the afternoon, they both had the necessary forms and had made the necessary contacts.

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They made another trip about two weeks after their first trip, to hand-deliver their applications, because it was a little close to the deadline.
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They made another trip about a month after their first trip, to hand-deliver their applications, because it was a little close to the deadline.

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I forgot to mention there that a missionary's field of labor is also called a "mission" in LDS parlance.
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I forgot to mention there that a missionary's field of labor is also called a "mission" in Mormon parlance.

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I explained a little about what a "mission" is, at the end of Bobbie's introduction: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch01-introducing.html.
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I explained a little about what a "mission" is, at the end of Bobbie's introduction.

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At the time Karel would have served his mission, both the Philippines and Japan were within a single mission. Later, when Bobbie would have been serving hers, they would have been separate.
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At the time that Karel served his mission, both the Philippines and Japan would have been within a single mission. Later, when Bobbie was serving hers, they would have been separate.

[JMR201802171212: edits end ]

[JMR20170204: The second draft of this chapter is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2017/02/soc500-01-02-karel.html.]
 
(The framing story starts is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch00.html. If you haven't read that, you might want to. Otherwise, the rest of this may not make much sense.

The characterizations start here, with Bobbie: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch01-introducing.html.

[JMR201605181926: Can't believe I pointed to chapter eleven instead of chapter ten.]
If you don't care about characterization, you might want to jump ahead:
http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch10-bobbie-and.html.
http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch11-wycliffe.html)

Continuing the flashback, so we can get to know our co-protagonists before we start doing experiments with them.



Karel turned the ignition key off and sat for a minute outside Dan's house. He needed a minute's rest.

The door of the house opened and Dan stuck his head out the door. "Hey, Karel, how the heck are you?"

"Not bad for just finishing a five hour drive. How about you? Got your stuff?"

"Yeah, I got my stuff, but come on in and say hi to the family. My little sister's dying to see you again."

Two voices chorused, almost in unison, from inside the house, "Dan!"

"Your little sister ignores me whenever I come."

Dan ducked back in and came outside, carrying a small suitcase. "Unless you give [JMR201609041828: you a her her a ] ride on your shoulders."

The door opened again behind Dan, and a fifteen year old girl came running out and slapped her big brother up side-of-the-head. Dan just dodged and grinned.

Karel climbed out of the car, glad for the excuse to unbend, and walked around and gave the girl a hug. "My you've grown, Sheliah. Wanna piggy-back ride?"

"Mom says I'm getting too old."

"Ah well. Are you gonna marry me when you turn twenty?"

"Mom says you have to find someone your own age before then."

"Darn. She's probably right about that, too, though."

"When are you gonna find someone as cool as me?"

"That's a tall order. But I'll let you know when I do."

Karel went in and said hi to the Claymount family, then he and Dan got in the car and headed out of town.

"I don't know whether I'm better friends with you or your family sometimes."

"Yeah. Too busy to keep up with each other. Sure is too bad the team waived you after your second year."

"Football can't last forever."

"Which is why I let you talk me into checking out grad school with you, right?"

And they caught each other up on personal news as they went.



Dan had promised to drive at least half of the way from his town to the university. But Karel knew he would probably fall asleep and not be able to wake up enough to drive. So he made sure they left early enough that they could get some sleep at a rest stop on the way.

We can't do that any more. Too many problems with criminal activities going on in the middle of the night. So the highway police have to wake you up and tell you to move on.

But back then it was standard operating procedure for students traveling the long distances between home and college in the US midwest, especially for male students.



A bit after nine in the morning, Karel parked the car in a school parking lot and reached over and woke Dan up.

"Hey, we're here," he said, shaking him gently by the shoulder.

They had caught five hours of sleep at a rest stop east of the mountains, but, even with that, Dan was still not feeling safe behind the wheel. So Karel had driven on in the rest of the way.

"Oh, man. Sorry I couldn't wake up."

"That's okay. You can drive on the road back."

"Has it been five years?"

"Five for you. Since I finished up my master's during the off-season while we were playing pro, it's only been three for me."

"Yeah. So, I'm going to the PE department to look at a graduate degree in sports education while you check out the anthropology department, right?"

"That's the plan."

"And you'll come down to the PE department to look at studying dance as another option, right?"

"Right. So we'll meet down there and then go get some lunch."



And that is how it was that Karel was sitting in the anthropology department offices, tired from the long drive, trying to read application form instructions, when Bobbie came in that morning. And why he wasn't there when she came back.

He did get an appointment to talk with a member of the faculty in the afternoon before he went down to the PE building.



"Hey, Karel, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing."

"You look like you just lost a friend."

"Just kicking myself for not trying to get a girl's phone number."

"That happens."

"Didn't even introduce myself. I only said something stupid like 'Nice day.'"

"Heh. Hey, don't sweat it. If it was meant to be, you'll get another chance."

"You should talk."

"True. Girls just don't understand us boys. Did you get an interview?"

"Got an appointment for the afternoon."

"Me, too. Are you going to come in and ask about the dance program or what?"

In the dance office, one of the professors was available to talk, but she was not encouraging.

"We just don't have the expertise to help you with teaching dance to football players, and, frankly, I think the football body would not train well in dance. Getting the turnout would be nearly impossible."

"I know it would be pioneering, but I'm willing to put in the effort."

"I really hate to be so discouraging, but I can't promise that any of the faculty here would be willing to put in the effort to help you. We're up to our necks in our own curriculum."

Karel must not have hidden his disappointment well. She continued, "Look, you have another option you're considering, right?"

"Yeah. Anthropology."

"Maybe that's going to be a stretch for you, too, but I think it will be less of a stretch."

On his way out of the office, he noticed a poster on the wall.

"What's this?"

"Oh, that's from several years back. A master's candidate from," and she named the school Karel remembered Bobbie saying she'd gotten her master's from in the morning, "came to do some workshops in modern dance here. It was very exciting. I keep the poster as a reminder."

"Roberta Whitmer."

"Do you know her?"

"Know her? Can't say that I do."


After that, they went up to the school cafeteria, showed their alumni cards, and got lunch. While they were eating, they talked about the morning.

"I can't believe she just basically turned me down flat like that."

"You've got to quit letting women walk all over you like that. On the other hand, maybe that girl you didn't really meet this morning is part of your destiny."

For some reason, Karel had not mentioned her name, nor had he mentioned her other degrees. And he refrained from mentioning the poster, as well.

"Well, let's go to our interviews."

Karel's interview was with a Professor White. When Karel gave him his CV to look at, he scanned it, muttering, "mission, football, instrumentation technician, military, engineering, semiconductors, ... . Lots of experience. I don't see a connection. Why do you suddenly want to get a PhD in Anthropology?"

"When I was a missionary in," and he named the same mission that Bobbie had named, "I thought the islanders I worked among had an intuitive understanding of the cultural basis of economics and management. At that semiconductor company, I watched managers who seemed to have no interest in things cultural tear the company apart with bad management and worse economics. I think their lack of interest in the human factor was the proximate cause of their bad management."

"I see. So, what do you intend to research?"

"I want to describe the human factors and the simplified economic models they operate under."

"Okay, that sounds like something we can work from."

[JMR201605150342 -- As I noted in introducing Bobbie, I tend to gloss over things:

Karel had to explain his groundwork for coming in from outside the major, just as Bobbie did.

Of course, he had different holes to fill. Where he would just monitor the senior-level methodology class, he would have to take the actual archeologist's introduction to medicine and physiology, and so forth.

He also committed to correspond with Professor White for further advice as he prepared to begin coursework in the fall.

]

When they left, later in the afternoon, they both had the necessary forms and had made the necessary contacts.

Dan drove on the way back, and they arrived at his home around midnight. Karel crashed in Dan's room for five hours before driving home in the morning.

On the way home from Dan's house, he complained a bit to God:

"Why didn't I try harder to strike up a conversation [JMR201609041834: . ? ] "
It didn't feel natural, did it?
"If I were smooth like Dan, I could have gotten her phone number, I'm sure. Why can't I be smooth like him?"
Dan said it himself, he's not particularly successful at getting married yet, either.
Karel didn't have a quick response to that. But, ultimately, he said, "Well, Father, like Dan said, if it's something that should happen for me, I'd sure like another chance to make her acquaintance."

He could have described the response he felt as a galactic "Hmmmm."



Both Dan and Karel spent a lot of the time over the next eight months preparing to go back to school.

They made another trip about two weeks after their first trip, to hand-deliver their applications, because it was a little close to the deadline.

Karel wanted to live on campus, and Dan wanted to live off campus, so after they submitted their applications, they each spent part of the day separately arranging for housing and checking out possible work opportunities.




I explained a little about what a "mission" is, at the end of Bobbie's introduction: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch01-introducing.html.

I forgot to mention there that a missionary's field of labor is also called a "mission" in LDS parlance.

There are two parallel organizations within the Church. One is focused on the members, and one is focused on the missionary work. 

In the latter organization, a "mission" is a physical area and the missionaries assigned to work there. At the time I write this, Japan, for instance, is divided into seven physical areas called missions, and the Philippines is divided into twenty-one. Each of these missions has around fifty to a hundred fifty missionaries working in it.

At the time Karel would have served his mission, both the Philippines and Japan were within a single mission. Later, when Bobbie would have been serving hers, they would have been separate. (Which missions they served in, I'm not saying. I'm sorry, but that would be too much irrelevant detail. [JMR201609041836: And, of course, this is something of an alternate history novel. ] )




The link to the next of the characterization chapters will be here when it's ready is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch03-introducing.html.

(The chapter index is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2016/04/economics-101-novel-index.html)

Friday, May 13, 2016

[Backup] Economics 101, a Novel, ch_01 -- Introducing Bobbie

[JMR201801062028: backup of https://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch01-introducing.html.]

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As I mentioned to Mrs. Burns, I am a nurse. As I mentioned to Mrs. Burns, I am a nurse.
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As I mentioned to Mrs. Burns, I am a nurse.

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"I've been specifically preparing, reading more college textbooks on the undergraduate subjects -- cultures of the world, symbolism and symbolics, morals and ritual, family relationships, the anthropological view of physiology, psychology, economics, politics in particular, religion as a topic outside Mormonism, quantitative methods, and so forth."
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"I've been specifically preparing, reading more college textbooks on the undergraduate subjects -- cultures of the world, symbolism and symbolics, morals and ritual, family relationships, the anthropological view of physiology, psychology, economics, politics in particular, religion as a topic outside Ehyephooism, quantitative methods, and so forth."

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[JMR201803040012: edits]

Perhaps we should back up a little and get to know our co-protagonists before we start doing experiments with them.
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So let's back up a little and get to know our co-protagonists before we start doing experiments with them.

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Nice to meet you, Bobbie. Please sit down and tell me a little about yourself and why you are interested in our graduate programs. Thank you, Mrs. Burns.

Mrs. Burns nodded, and left.

So they sat down, and Bobbie introduced herself.
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Nice to meet you, Bobbie. Please sit down and tell me a little about yourself and why you are interested in our graduate programs." He nodded to Mrs. Burns, and she left.

They both sat down, and Bobbie introduced herself.

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As I mentioned to Mrs. Burns, I am a nurse. I'm a registered nurseand and certified midwife, both in my home state and in this state.
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As I mentioned to Mrs. Burns, I am a nurse. I'm registered as a nurse and certified as a midwife both in my home state and in this state.

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Before ending the interview, he encouraged her to submit an application and promised to see that the appropriate members of the department reviewed it, and they shook hands and Bobbie left.
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Before ending the interview, he encouraged her to submit her application and promised to see that the appropriate members of the department reviewed it, and they shook hands, and Bobbie left.

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She had borrowed the family car for the three-hour trip south to the school, so she spent some of the rest of the day looking around campus, looking at apartments in town, and such.
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She had borrowed the family car for the three-hour trip south to the school, so she made use of some of the rest of the day looking around campus, looking at apartments in town, and such.

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These days, that would be a rather short time.
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These days, in our world, that would be a rather short time.

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He was a former football player at the school who had spent two years as a professional player while completing his master's degree in engineering, and would now be seeking a PhD in the same field she was choosing, Anthropology.
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He was a former football player at the school who had spent two years as a professional player while completing his master's degree in engineering, and would now be seeking a PhD in the same field she was choosing, anthropology.

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But the company he had been working for failed, and he had decided to take the opportunity to pursue a new field.
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But the company he had been working for failed, and he had decided to take the opportunity to pursue a new field.

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Back in the time frame this story is set in, many young, single Mormon men would take two to five years out of the time they would usually be starting work or studying at college, to serve as full-time proselyting missionaries.
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Back in the time frame this story is set in, many young, single Ehyephoot men would take two to five years out of the time they would usually be starting work or studying at college, to serve as full-time proselyting missionaries.

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Serving a mission was and is an expression of one's faith in the Lord and in His Church, for most missionaries.

Young, single Mormon women at that time were generally not encouraged to go on missions. Their first mission was (and still is) considered to be in the home.
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Serving a mission was an expression of faith in their Lord and in His Church, for most missionaries.

Young, single Ehyephoot women at that time were generally not encouraged to go on missions. Their first mission was considered to be in the home.

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I'm a registered nurse here and in my home state, and I'm a certified midwife in this state.
I'm a registered nurseand and certified midwife, both in my home state and in this state.

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and even the ways of thinking, somewhat foreign."
"I am aware of that. As I mention in my CV,"
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and even the ways of thinking, somewhat foreign."

"I am aware of that. As I mention in my CV,"

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She had borrowed the family car for the three-hour trip south to the school, and she was spending the day looking around campus, looking at apartments in town, and such.
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She had borrowed the family car for the three-hour trip south to the school, so she spent some of the rest of the day looking around campus, looking at apartments in town, and such.

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There was this guy in the department office
There was this guy waiting in the department office

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received approval to start taking classes
received her approval to start taking classes

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 she gave initial notice at the hospital
 she gave notice at the hospital

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roommates during that first year
roommates during the coming year

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finishing her bachelors in Physical Education and was getting ready for Master's work in Education.
finishing her bachelor's in physical education and was getting ready for master's work in education.

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He was a former football player at the school named Karel Pratt, who had spent two years as a professional player while completing his master's degree in engineering, and would now be seeking a PhD in the same field she was choosing, Anthropology.
He had been working for more than two years as an engineer,
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He was a former football player at the school who had spent two years as a professional player while completing his master's degree in engineering, and would now be seeking a PhD in the same field she was choosing, Anthropology.

He had been working for more than two years as an engineer,

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he had decided to take the opportunity to pursue a new field.
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he had decided to take the opportunity to pursue a new field.

His name was Karel Pratt.

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many young, single Mormon/LDS men would take two to five years out of the time they would usually be spending in college or starting work to serve
many young, single Mormon men would take two to five years out of the time they would usually be starting work or studying at college, to serve

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Young, single LDS women at that time
Young, single Mormon women at that time

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considered by the gossips in their home wards to be
considered by the gossips in their home congregations to be

[JMR201802170201: edits end ]


[JMR20170204: The second draft of this chapter is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2017/01/soc500-01-01-bobbie.html.]
(The framing story starts is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch00.html. If you haven't read that, you might want to. Otherwise, the rest of this may not make much sense.

[JMR201605181926: Can't believe I pointed to chapter 11 instead of chapter ten.]
If you don't care about characterization, you might want to jump ahead:
http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch10-bobbie-and.html.
http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.jp/2016/03/economics-101-novel-ch11-wycliffe.html)

Perhaps we should have a little flashback, so we can get to know our co-protagonists before we start doing experiments with them.



Bobbie entered the anthropology department offices and looked around. Near the receptionist's desk was a rack of pamphlets, catalogs, and other informational material. A couple of students were sitting nearby, reading, maybe waiting to talk with faculty or counselors.

One of them looked like he could be a football player, although he looked like he might be a couple of years too old to still be playing for the university.  He was rather good-looking.

He looked up and nodded absently, and returned to the sheet of instructions he was reading.

The receptionist was friendly. "Hello. May I help you?"

Bobbie smiled back and approached her desk. "Yes. I'd like some information on graduate programs. I have a bachelor's in nursing from," and she named a well-known school with a nursing program, "and a master's in dance from," and she named another school with a moderately well-known dance program, "and I'd like to pursue a PhD here in anthropology, focus on island politics."

The receptionist started writing a note in her log and said, "Well, I don't think we have a program specific to island politics, but we do have ongoing fieldwork in different islands around the world. Let me give you some general information on graduate studies, and I could schedule an appointment for you with one of our graduate advisors."

"I would like that, please."

"My name is Melissa Burns, by the way. May I have your name, please?"

"Roberta Whitmer. I go by Bobbie."

Bobbie took the materials offered and sat down next to the maybe-football-player to read them. He looked up and smiled, and said, "Nice day, isn't it?" to which Bobbie agreed. Then he went back to reading.

Mrs. Burns excused herself for a moment and was soon back.

"Miss Whitmer, do you have time now? Professor MacVittie, who is one of our professors participating in island fieldwork, is available for a few minutes."

"That would be wonderful."

"This way, please." Mrs. Burns took Bobbie to a nearby office, where she announced at the open door, "Miss Whitmer, sir."

"Thank you Mrs. Burns. Please show her in."

[JMR201608222000:

Mrs. Burns stepped back to allow Bobbie to enter, indicating the professor with her hand. "Professor MacVittie." And Mrs. Burns extended her hand, showing Bobbie inside.

]

Bobbie thanked Mrs. Burns as she entered the professor's office, and extended her hand to the professor, who shook it warmly. "And thank you, sir. Please call me Bobbie."

"Nice to meet you, Bobbie. As you know I'm Sheldon MacVittie. Please sit down and tell me a little about yourself and why you are interested in our graduate programs. Thank you, Mrs. Burns."

Mrs. Burns nodded, and left.

So they sat down, and Bobbie introduced herself.

"As I mentioned to Mrs. Burns, I am a nurse. I'm a registered nurse here and in my home state, and I'm a certified midwife in this state. I have a bachelor's degree in nursing, and a master's degree in dance."

"Dance? In addition to that impressive list of qualifications?"

"I've liked dance and sports ever since I was a cheerleader in high school."

"Oh. So you already have a broad range of interests."

"Yes. I served a Church service mission in," and she named a mission that included a lot of island area, "and I spent a considerable amount of time in the islands there. I found life there interesting, and I've been doing some limited research in island politics on my own for the past year."

"I see. Do you have a curriculum vitae with you?"

"Yes, I do."

"May I look it over?"

[JMR201607182310:

Bobbie gave him her CV and he scanned it over for a few minutes, nodding and asking questions, then gave it back.

"And you're certified to fly."

"It's a kind of hobby. My dad encouraged me, and helped me get certified."


{JMR201608222033:



"I'd almost saw say your range of interests is too broad, lacking in focus."


}

And he gave the CV back to her.

]

[MR2015JMR201605150230 --  I find I tend to gloss over some things:

"This is all well and good, but you are asking to enter a field for which your training in physical education and nursing will have only partially prepared you. Not only that, but you will find the terminology, and even the ways of thinking, somewhat foreign."

"I am aware of that. As I mention in my CV, much of my work in dance involved ethnic dance. That and the languages and cultures I learned as a missionary were my springboard. I read an introductory text in archeology, [textbook name elided], and I began, I think, to see how the four fields of physiology, archeology, linguistics, and culture interrelate. I'm not sure I agree with the four-field point of view, but I can operate within it."

"Okay, so we have one freshman-level class out of the way."

"I've been specifically preparing, reading more college textbooks on the undergraduate subjects -- cultures of the world, symbolism and symbolics, morals and ritual, family relationships, the anthropological view of physiology, psychology, economics, politics in particular, religion as a topic outside Mormonism, quantitative methods, and so forth."

"Where did you find time?"

"Carried a textbook with me whenever I went anywhere, including work. I learned to speedread a long time ago. It's not emotionally satisfying, but it gets the job done."

"Okay, I get the picture that you are not just daydreaming."

"I know I'm going to have to work hard to get ready for graduate level work. I'm weak in quantitative analysis, so I'm assuming I'll be taking that, among the undergraduate classes I'll need. Hopefully, I can get by with just monitoring linguistics. I'm hoping I can get some suggestions for additional preparation before I start attending classes next fall."

This satisfied Professor MacVittie, and they discussed some non-textbook reading which he thought might help her, and she agreed to visit the school several times for further advice before she would enroll in fall.

]

At the end of the interview, he encouraged her to submit an application and promised to see that the appropriate members of the department reviewed it, offered further advice if she should need any, and they shook hands and Bobbie left.

On her way out, she stopped back by the department office to make sure she had the application documents, instructions, and other materials she needed. The maybe-football-player was not there.

At Mrs. Burns suggestion, she worked through the application forms, filling out much of them while there, so that she would have fewer questions when she returned home. She also left her name, address, and phone number, in case Professor MacVittie wanted to contact her.

Then she returned to the parking lot. She had borrowed the family car for the three-hour trip south to the school, and she was spending the day looking around campus, looking at apartments in town, and such.

While she was in town, she stopped by the hospital, to ask if they might be interested in hiring her part-time in a year. Of course, there were no promises, but she was able to meet and introduce herself to some of the regular staff.

When she returned home, her mom was in the living room, reading a book.

"How did it go?"

"Well enough. I met a professor, met some people at the hospital down there, and got a look at the town. Brought home a lot of application paperwork."

"Meet any interesting guys?"

"No. Well, sort of. There was this guy in the department office who was probably also getting ready to apply for post-grad work. He said hi, but that was it."

"He didn't hit on you?"

"No. Didn't ask for my phone number, didn't even introduce himself. Nice looking guy, too. Almost everyone I met was very nice. Almost as nice as being at Church here. Maybe I'll like it there."

And she spent the next several weeks working on the application forms, making another CV for the application, and so forth. About a month later, she had her application ready, and returned to the university to hand-deliver it.

Several months later, when she received approval to start taking classes in preparation for becoming a PhD candidate, she gave initial notice at the hospital where she was working and got her dad to help her buy her own car.

Later, she went back to the university town and made arrangements for an apartment off-campus for her first year. She met one of the women who would be her roommates during that first year, a petite, active blonde named Kristie Person, who was finishing her bachelors in Physical Education and was getting ready for Master's work in Education.

And she was able to arrange to be on call as a midwife for emergency deliveries, and to work at the hospital there on the weekends, to help stretch her savings and keep her skills fresh.

From the time she went to get the application forms and materials until she started actually taking classes was about eight months. (These days, that would be a rather short time. Then it wasn't especially short or long.)

[JMR201605141444 -- I forgot one incident of interest:

Sometime in the summer before she went to grad school, her mother showed her an interview article in the newspaper about one of the students who would be beginning graduate studies at the same time as she would. He was a former football player at the school named Karel Pratt, who had spent two years as a professional player while completing his master's degree in engineering, and would now be seeking a PhD in the same field she was choosing, Anthropology.

He had been working for more than two years as an engineer, in the new field of semiconductor fabrication. But the company he had been working for failed, and he had decided to take the opportunity to pursue a new field.

The article had been picked up by the national press because he was an example of football players who were pursuing careers in academics during and after their professional football careers. 

]



About this "mission" thing: Back in the time frame this story is set in, many young, single Mormon/LDS men would take two to five years out of the time they would usually be spending in college or starting work to serve as full-time proselyting missionaries. The Church was not yet emphasizing the idea that every young man should prepare for and serve a mission, but it was by no means an unusual thing to do.

Serving a mission was and is an expression of one's faith in the Lord and in His Church, for most missionaries.

Young, single LDS [JMR201609112012: Woman women ] at that time were generally not encouraged to go on missions. Their first mission was (and still is) considered to be in the home.

Unfortunately, there was often a bit of social stigma associated with women who went on missions. Women serving proselyting missions were often considered by the gossips in their home wards to be "past their prime" days for being courted -- or some such silliness.

A service mission was a little different, often being considered, socially speaking, as a recognition of skills that the woman had developed. Single women who had qualified to work as nurses or in other service capacities would, in fact, often be recruited to serve in areas of the world where medical services were needed and hard to get. A proselyting mission was "for women who hadn't been trying hard enough" -- according to the wags. But a service mission was obviously different.

On the other hand, in their fields of labor, the women who served as either proselyting or service missionaries were generally seen as the mortal equivalent of angels.

Just goes to show that gossip is a bad thing, even in a good church. Especially in a good church.

It would be several years later that women in general began to be encouraged to serve missions, and the artifact social stigma would begin to be erased.




The link to the next of the characterization chapters will be here when it's ready is here: http://free-is-not-free.blogspot.com/2016/05/economics-101-novel-ch02-introducing.html.

(The chapter index is here: http://joel-rees-economics.blogspot.jp/2016/04/economics-101-novel-index.html)