此外，眾所周知，英國在人類學(xué)教育方面有著悠久的聲譽(yù)。許多必要的文字在我的碩士專業(yè)，即民間傳說，是由英國人，包括Edward B. Tylor，詹姆斯·G·弗雷澤，馬林諾斯基，Mary Douglas寫的，Jack Goody。我相信，對(duì)于每一個(gè)接受人類學(xué)高超訓(xùn)練的人來說，英國是他們實(shí)現(xiàn)夢(mèng)想的地方。

　　三年的碩士課程，我學(xué)習(xí)了模塊bodylore，女權(quán)主義相關(guān)的邊緣群體，普遍的信仰，和口頭傳統(tǒng)，允許我在民間獲得的研究目標(biāo)和方法的初步認(rèn)識(shí)。直到現(xiàn)在，我也親自參與一些研究項(xiàng)目，如在雜技與競技者的研究(編號(hào)07jjd740066)，對(duì)非物質(zhì)文化遺產(chǎn)傳承人研究的一個(gè)子項(xiàng)目，由中國非物質(zhì)文化遺產(chǎn)研究所、中山大學(xué)，在木桐蒼巖寺風(fēng)格研究(第jjrz2009028)，中國節(jié)日記錄的一個(gè)子項(xiàng)目，由國家社會(huì)科學(xué)基金批準(zhǔn)。他們都需要大量的實(shí)地考察，培養(yǎng)了我良好的溝通能力和

　　團(tuán)隊(duì)合作，數(shù)據(jù)收集和分析，除了寫作和思考能力。在這些研究中，我與幾個(gè)導(dǎo)師和許多博士生建立了良好的關(guān)系。他們從事不同的領(lǐng)域，享受學(xué)術(shù)目標(biāo)的追求。它激勵(lì)我計(jì)劃我的職業(yè)生涯。

　　我的主要研究興趣在于人類學(xué)的幾個(gè)專業(yè)領(lǐng)域，包括民間敘事、飲食方法和城市研究。倫敦政治經(jīng)濟(jì)學(xué)院，作為一個(gè)研究人類學(xué)的最先進(jìn)的供應(yīng)商，提供了一個(gè)范圍廣泛的項(xiàng)目，我被深深地吸引了，除了豐富和刺激的學(xué)習(xí)環(huán)境下學(xué)生高學(xué)術(shù)水準(zhǔn)和不同背景的創(chuàng)建。事實(shí)上，在學(xué)習(xí)社會(huì)人類學(xué)碩士，我渴望學(xué)習(xí)博士課程，之后，我打算開始在研究機(jī)構(gòu)或大學(xué)的職業(yè)生涯。這樣，我嘗試引入人類學(xué)的研究興趣和方向在中國，和應(yīng)用的研究方法，在社會(huì)中，考慮到在具體學(xué)科，中國人類學(xué)研究目前沒有重大的全球影響。

　　謝謝和問候，

　　留學(xué)個(gè)人陳述(二)

　　Ten years from now Tim Dickson won't even remember my name. The unknowing recipient of my undying love for two years, Tim had been everything a girl could ever ask for: smart, handsome, witty, athletic, with a voice that could make angels weep. Everyone knew his name. To a shy little country

　　mouse, nearly invisible in our student body, he was the epitome of manliness. I sat in my corner of room C-119 and gazed adoringly at his profile as he amazed the class of Modern World History with his dashing style. Carefully planning the routes to my classes to coincide with his, I was his silent shadow.

　　After fourteen months, contrary to my hopes, Tim still was not aware of my existence. Determined to bring myself to his attention, I staged my entrance to his heart with all the flair I could muster. I would breach his defenses at the next history oral presentation in the guise of the dashing Cardinal Richelieu.

　　It was now or never! Striding into the classroom, my head raised, eyes flashing, I stood proudly, the colors of my eighteenth-century costume catching the light and giving me courage. My opening line shook with tight emotion.

　　purred in soft persuasion. I gloried in my elocution. Each word was power. My voice rose to a brilliant conclusion, and I stood with my arms outstretched and my head bowed in submission.

　　Dead silence.

　　My left knee trembled uncontrollably. Why did no one speak? My hands began to shake so I pulled them behind me-like one condemned. My eyes gauged the distance to the door.

　　Then someone began to clap. More joined in. Tim looked into my eyes and smiled. He smiled!

　　Joy, oh joy. My soul overflowed with rapture. I had done it! He noticed me! All the shame, all the worry, and all the castigation melted away in that moment. I knew how to make him love me. I simply had to speak better, sing better, act better, and write better than anyone else. Determined, I joined competitions, played in concerts, and wrote essays that were read in class. When Tim transferred to the A.P. class, so did I. I threw myself into class discussions, attempting to dazzle him with my intelligence and intrepidity. Making friends with his friends, I dogged his steps.

　　The next summer Tim moved away. I never heard from him again. But the transformation in me had taken place. Now I was involved for the simple

　　pleasure of being involved. Challenging people surrounded me. Biff taught me to love. Dave taught me to laugh. Ramez taught me to break my limits. Alit gave me confidence. Whenever I was in danger of reverting to a wallflower, one of my

　　new friends would drag me into another club or activity.