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I was encouraged in my last meeting by my Cho-Chairs to read a dissertation to be able to write one. Scrolling through the University of North Texas UNT Dissertation Database, I found what I was looking for in my last (9) hours of coursework. I have decided The work I am reading this semester to understand the mechanics of developing a dissertation is entitled: Through the Eyes of an African American Female Educator: An Autoethnography of Culture and Race, by Delltro Sipho. When I think about AUTOETHONOGRAPHY, I feel peace, energy, and the right to be the narrator and participant in the research process. These are my first thoughts about the opening pages of her work (Sipho, 2019.). Turning through the first set of pages, I understand the template given to use by the graduate school. The introduction that she provided is creatively written and provides clear reasoning for doing a work of this caliber in this way, using autoethnography as her methodology to build the entire. I feel I have found my kindred sister from afar, and she so happens to now be a guiding light to help me through this process.
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Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.
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