Today’s the first of several convocations at our U. We’re graduating over 2000 students this go-round. Good for them!
I have to confess, I really don’t like academic convocations. Not any of the ones I’ve attended in my capacity as student or professor. I have a longstanding loathing of convocations dating back to my childhood when they seemed to fall, with uncanny coordination, upon my birthday weekend. Which meant, of course, that I hardly saw my father at all. Yes, I can hold a grudge. And I am so not an extrovert that these events always leave me longing for a few weeks in a cave (as long as it came with WiFi).
A shallow part of me wonders if my attitude towards attending convocation might change if I actually had my doctoral robe from modestly colourful Grad University instead of just my pathetic hood to go over a generic black gown. Probably not.