Student Profiles

Tara Miller’15

Tara Miller

While Tara Miller studied at the American University Center of Provence last spring, she carried out a research project on French attitudes towards nuclear power. She noted that “France currently gets over seventy-five percent of its electricity from nuclear power, more than any other country in the world, and significantly more than the United States’ nineteen percent.” Then set out to explore the questions, “But is this difference due to a fundamental difference in opinion regarding nuclear energy, or a difference in societal structure and governing strategies? Do the French people support the widespread use of nuclear energy or merely tolerate it?” Here are some excerpts from her study:

At the International Thermonuclear Experimental Reactor (ITER) in Saint-Paul-lez-Durance, the front desk person responded to why “she thought nuclear energy is so uniquely successful in France. She said “that it is both less polluting and less expensive for the consumer. In response to my inquiry about the impact of the nuclear facilities on the town of Saint-Paul-lez-Durance, she expressed that the facilities were beneficial because they brought work. She thought that the people of Saint-Paul-lez-Durance were not particularly worried about living so near to the nuclear facilities. Finally, she believed that the opinions of the French concerning nuclear energy were different and varied.”
At the Atomic Energy Commission (CEA) Cadarache Center, she took at tour where the guide, “told us about various economic and safety aspects. CEA Cadarache employs 4,500 people, including regular employees, subcontracted firms, and research collaborators. Safety precautions cover everything from controlled access to the site and radioprotection of employees to containment of nuclear waste and rigorous emergency plans in the case of an accident. On the way out, I picked up a brochure that reported the results of a public opinion survey. Risk of a nuclear accident was only considered the fifth most likely threat, after flooding, forest fires, heat waves, and earthquakes.”

The nuclear plant in Thionville was closed the day she traveled to northeast France, but the locals’ comments revealed various opinions. “One woman was very happy to have the facility there, explaining that it provided clean energy with less pollution, and she was proud that France used so much nuclear energy. Another woman said that the nuclear center was good because it created so many jobs for locals. The last person that I talked to was a little more hesitant, saying that nuclear energy was good as long as there were not incidents like Fukushima.”

In conclusion, Tara discovered “that the issue of nuclear energy is much like any other – everyone has their own opinion, across the spectrum from enthusiastic support to outright opposition. Environmental concerns, both on the side of clean energy and the side of radioactive pollution, were frequently expressed. Nevertheless, the more decisive component appeared to be the economic concerns, including energy costs and job creation. An atmosphere of mild support appears to prevail, but it is likely that the success of nuclear energy in France is more the consequence of economic factors and a strong central government than overwhelming popular support.” Friedberg Travel Fellowship Report 2014

Siobhan Harrity ’14

St. Petersburg
St. Petersburg

I am studying abroad in St. Petersburg, Russia, the Venice of the North, Russia’s imperial capital, Peter the Great’s window to Europe. It is a magnificent city, but an otherworldly one. From the embankment behind the grand Hermitage or the buttresses of the Peter and Paul Fortress the city looks like a mirage- little more than the mighty Neva river and the vast northern sky, with a narrow strip of crumbling, pastel buildings in between. Although by Russian standards Petersburg is relatively new, it is nevertheless of staggering historical and literary importance. Here is the theater where Anna Karenina scandalized polite society, there is the square where the workers first gathered on Bloody Sunday, in all these beautiful mansions people were starving during the blockade. But I cannot claim any preexisting fascination with the country’s politics, history, or literature as the main reason I am here. Rather, it is the Russian language itself. I am often asked to justify my decision to study Russian, and while I wish I could say I want to be an ambassador, that is simply not the case. As a friend and I admitted to each other, hesitantly, as if we were sharing a shameful secret, we just think it’s, well, cool. I love the imposing, impenetrable look of the printed alphabet, and the way in which the spoken language manages to sound simultaneously melodic and threatening. For the first month or so of my time here, I felt like my Russian was getting worse, because every day I was becoming aware of more and more things that I didn’t know. The language is astonishingly rich. There are verbs meaning to cry until you get what you want, to cry until you have no tears left, to cry until you feel better, to squander your talent through excessive drinking, to at first think someone looks strange, but then to have him walk past you so many times that you get used to him and stop thinking he looks strange. There is a noun meaning a totally irrational belief that, despite all indications to the contrary, everything will somehow turn out all right, and at least three different words for “friend,” each connoting a slightly different level of intimacy. The process of language-acquisition is a deeply humbling one. Many days hold nothing but frustration as I struggle to express the ideas and desires that are clamoring inside my head. But there are moments of the most sublime reward, such as a recent dinner conversation I had with my host father. As I ate my borshch and plov, we discussed everything from his youthful experimentation with marijuana in the army (he didn’t understand what all the fuss was about) to Nicola Tesla (if only the Gilded Age industrialists hadn’t suppressed his findings, we’d get all our energy from the air and travel in private spaceships) to Yuri Luzhkov, the corrupt former mayor of Moscow (or is that a redundancy?). While it’s true that I did far more listening than talking, my ability to participate must be proof of some level of proficiency, right? I’m already scheming up ways to come back here after graduation. Until I can hold forth in Russian on topics as diverse as drugs and robber barons, I’ll have unfinished business in this country.

Siobhan meets up with Williams grads and former Russian TA in Moscow.
Siobhan meets up with Williams grads and former Russian TA in Moscow.

Isabel Vazquez ‘14

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Isabel received the Friedberg Memorial Travel Fellowship to expand her study abroad experience at CUPA Paris with research on “open-air markets as an expression of both regionalism and internationalism in France.”

“I spent the year living in Paris, where I took a variety of courses on art, film, politics and history with a focus on Middle Eastern Studies. Paris was amazing not only as a vibrant place of culture, but also as a hub for travel within Europe. It was not until the very end of my experience that I was able to travel, thanks to the Friedberg Fellowship, to Toulouse, Montpelier, Avignon and Marseille. I chose to travel in the late spring to allow produce to become in season and to take advantage of the long two-week spring break. Open-air markets were a perfect focus for understanding the differences between Southern and Northern France.”

… “As a lover of seafood (and because Paris has very few of this kind of market), the Marseille fish market was by far my favorite that I visited. The Old Port of Marseille is lined with restaurants serving fresh fish directly from the Mediterranean, many of which offer famous Marseille bouillabaisse. In the mornings, fishermen set up stalls in front of the very boats they use to catch the fish. These stalls offer a range of seafood, from octopus to shrimp to a variety of fish, and the smell carries throughout the plaza. I also walked to the Theater of Marseille, which sits on the site of an old fish market, which used to be called the “criée” in reference to the shouts of the fish sellers. Fish is inescapable in Marseille, and there is a clear pride in their seafood.”

“Visiting the open-air markets of France gave me a sense not only of regional identities, but also of the greater identity of France within Europe. This is not something I had expected to encounter, but after taking a class on the formation of the European Union I became keenly aware of how various member countries are trying to retain a strong individual identity in an increasingly connected European Union. Open-air markets exist throughout Europe, but in France they are truly integral to life.”

Alexandra Highet ’13

Alexandra Highet

During her Spring semester abroad at the American University Center of Provence, Alexandra Highet ’13 carried out her Friedberg Travel Fellowship to explore the architecture of French cathedrals.

“My solo trip thus came at the perfect point of my semester, when I was linguistically equipped and excited to travel on my own. I also had absorbed the intricacies of the French themselves, as well as the cultural differences between les français du nord et du sud, and was excited to see how the northern landscape compared to Provence.
The true gift of this trip was the opportunity that it gave me to experience the hallmarks of the Gothic style in a short, consecutive amount of time. In six days I saw four cathedrals, all of which I’d seen in lecture back in Williamstown. The trip was a fast-paced, intense research project that allowed me to compare the cathedrals instantly. Yet it was primarily visual, and it wasn’t rushed: I spent mornings and afternoons in these spaces, absorbing the architectures and moods. I climbed all the towers and walked around the exteriors. Fourteen pages of my journal are filled with drawings, floor plans, dates and reactions, the product of sitting in the pews and understanding my entrancement. “

Alexandra HighetDuring my back-to-back tour, I characterized each cathedral and reflected on their personalities. St. Etienne de Bourges is unique for its five aisles; Notre Dame de Reims, in which Clovis and successive generations of French kings were baptized, has a markedly different feel of regality; Notre Dame de Laon, the oldest cathedral I visited, represents the crossroads between Romanesque and Gothic styles and the upwards architectural movement; and finally I made my way to Notre Dame d’Amiens, the highest achievement of the High Gothic.

My university hosts in Bourges, along with most other young people I met, were surprised at my interest in these old buildings. Yet I am still in awe of the ability of these spaces, which have stood for over eight hundred years, to transfix visitors and worshippers. This architecture is incredibly powerful. These regions of northern France, in addition, suffered under both wars. Reims was bombed in World War I and the site of Nazi surrender in World War II, after Amiens was flattened by air raids. Yet these cathedrals still stand, miraculously. The confluence of architecture, sculpture and painting, the stone’s ornamented functionality and the overwhelming height that had entranced me in lecture exceeded my expectations. I am so grateful for the chance to visit these cathedrals, and will look back on this trip as a definite high point of my Williams experience.

Daniel Schwartz ’13

Daniel SchwartzAlthough I major in History, my passion for history is considerably weaker than my passion for music. I have played piano and guitar since I was a kid and started getting into jazz around 9th grade. My high school jazz band was comprised of nerdy white kids like myself, but our director was an old black man from New Orleans. Such was the nature of Garfield High School, where white kids were bussed into the heart of Seattle’s blackest neighborhood. This eclectic mix gave Garfield an electric charge. Race and music are two essential components of my identity, and Garfield showed me that great things can happen when different cultures come together.

I spent two months this past summer in Brazil on a travel fellowship. Because Brazil has a history closely parallel to the United States, a trip there could offer insights to the music and cultures of both countries. Like the US, Brazil was a New World state with immense wealth of natural resources and access to cheap labor from West Africa. Slavery was so integral to these economic systems that it wasn’t abolished until 1863 in the US and 1888 in Brazil. The two nations entered a new era of racial interaction around the same time. The rhythmic traditions of West Africa preserved by slaves mingled with the orchestral traditions of Europe; the instruments, dance steps, and musical vocabulary of two “older” continents — Africa and Europe — coalesced to create new forms of music that would serve as outlets for lower-class black people of two “new” continents. In Brazil, choro and samba. In the US, blues and jazz.

I had no prior schooling in any Romance language, let alone Portuguese. I took classes in Brazil, to some avail. Brazilians are proud of their native tongue, and I ran into the language barrier on a daily basis. This quickly grew old, even as my Portuguese rapidly progressed. I took great solace, then, in two languages that don’t have much of a barrier: music and futebol. At my friend’s church my first week in Brazil, I had no idea what the pastor was saying, but I could sing along with the hymns. That weekend, at his feijoada party, I sat mostly in silence at the dinner table, but empathized as we watched my new friends’ favorite team Botafogo blow a 2-0 lead and lose the game to Cruzeiro.

Sayantan Mukhopadhyay ’12

I am a Senior Art History and Comparative Literature double major from outside Kolkata, India, though I spent most of my childhood living in Kuwait, with a brief stint in Montreal, Canada. I grew up in a bilingual household of Bengali and English (though we often also resorted to Banglish) and my first exposure to a third language came at the tender age of six while living in Francophone Canada. Given the extent to which I struggled with basic French at the time, nobody would have guessed that over ten years later, I would count French as one of my most beloved languages. I went on to take intensive Spanish alongside Arabic, later adding some rudimentary Italian and Portuguese.

The most rewarding component of my Williams experience has been the travel. Winter Study of my sophomore year, I took part in the Williams in Georgia program, living in Tbilisi and working in a contemporary art gallery for three weeks. In summer 2010, I was awarded a Wilmers Travel Fellowship to study the effects of Moroccan immigration on the Islamic legacy of Andalusia, spending time in both Morocco and Spain. Then in the fall semester of my third year, I attended the International Honors Program, traveling to Brazil, South Africa and Vietnam. Even my spring break last year was an alternative trip in the Dominican Republic, where I was able to drill my Spanish (I am fluent enough to make myself understood to five year-olds!).

With this constant movement, I have been forced to examine the power of language and through it, the diversity in the world’s cultures and traditions as well as the universality of happiness and strife. What was once an academic and literary interest in language is now fueled by an interest in people. So what’s next? Maybe some Hindi, a little bit of Chinese and a smattering of Japanese.

Gonpo Lama ’12

Gonpo Lama ’12 – Religion and Sociology double-major

Gonpo Lama ’12, although ethnically a Tibetan, was born in Kathmandu, Nepal. The son of refugee parents, he has spent most of his life moving from country to country. Having completed his middle school in Nepal, high school in India and currently pursuing his undergraduate studies in the United States, he speaks several languages apart from his native Tibetan. These include Nepalese, English, Chinese, Hindi, and a smattering of French. Apart from his proficiency in languages, he also dabbles in music as a baritone in the Williams College Concert Choir and a bassist/guitarist in the Williams College All Acoustic Alliance. For the 2010-2011 academic year, Gonpo Lama was selected to be a Junior Advisor (JA) for the Class of 2014 and the co-Chair of the Williams College International Club.

Growing up in a Buddhist family, in a country predominantly Hindu, and educated in a Presbyterian Christian school, Gonpo has always been interested in different cultures and societies, which explains his decision to dual major in Religion and Sociology. He hopes to continue his education in upon graduation, although he is unsure of whether to pursue his interests in academia, policymaking, or through non-governmental organizations. However, he is committed to specializing in refugees and diaspora communities in the world.

Gonpo Lama is currently finishing his third year in Williams College and is a student lab monitor at the Language Laboratory in Hollander Hall.

Candace Gibson ’11

I graduated from Williams College in June 2011. I am proficient in Spanish and have studied Arabic for 2 years at Williams. I have a double major in History and Literary Studies, with sub-concentrations in each focusing on the modern Arab world.

My devotion to the field of Arab studies was quite unexpected and due, in large part, to the experiences I had during my Williams undergraduate career. I have taken history classes focusing on national identity and the politics of culture, literature classes where I began to consider novels an alternate form of historiography, and Arabic language classes that affirmed my commitment to the language.

I have traveled to Morocco twice and most recently during Winter Study 2011, I participated in the Jerusalem travel course. My summer 2010 independent research project in Morocco developed into a full-fledged specialty that propelled my application to graduate school for Arabic and Middle East Studies. Upon graduating from Williams I will begin a 2-year Master’s program in Arab Studies at Georgetown University’s Edmund A. Walsh School of Foreign Service.

My future career aspirations involve some combination of NGO development, government work, and journalism. Inshallah, I will continue to oppose paradigms of division and promote critical assessment of modern conceptions of identity.