Elizabeth Lewis Pardoe

Elizabeth Lewis Pardoe is a faculty brat with an enduring case of wanderlust. She spreads the contagion as associate director of the Office of Fellowships at Northwestern University, her undergraduate alma mater. She earned masters degrees in European history as a Marshall Scholar at Cambridge University before completing her doctorate in American history at Princeton. Beth perseveres as the lone source of estrogen in a household otherwise populated by rambunctious boys: her husband, two sons, and a border terrier. In her so-called spare time, she fights household entropy, gardens, bakes boozy bundts, enjoys breakfast in Bollywood, and writes scholarly papers about funky monks.

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June 26, 2012
Just as the Bennet sisters had a season in which to find a spouse, academics have a season in which to cement their editorial couplings for the coming year.  Each summer, hotel conference rooms and university campuses around the globe house those who write and those who edit as they perform a series of anxiety-ridden dances.
May 28, 2012
When skyrocketing college tuition becomes the target of public critique, I tend to think about the recent study of spoiled American middle class children as opposed to academic salaries.
April 8, 2012
The Big Bang Theory and the Republican Primary have more in common than one might think. The comedy follows a Caltech particle physicist’s pathetic attempts to deal with the irrational world around him. The fictional physicist, Sheldon Cooper, is pure. He wishes only to understand the physical order of the universe without the messy passions that pollute other people’s lives.
February 26, 2012
I ask students this all the time. If money and geography were no object, where would you go and what would you do? My job is to help their wildest dreams become reality. This week someone asked me what I would teach, if I could teach anything. I panicked.
January 16, 2012
In the days preceding my wedding in a Cambridge College chapel,  my brother would perform a spot-on imitation of George Costanza from Seinfeld and shriek, "Worlds Collide!" each time the English and American in-laws to be or my husband's Oxonian undergrad buddies and our shared Cantabrigian graduate cohort threatened to run amok.
December 11, 2011
I have an unusual addiction for an academic.  I enjoy drinking my morning coffee with the “Morning Mika” and “
November 10, 2011
I will threaten financial, if not physical, punishment for the next student who sits opposite me and glibly announces that s/he desires, “time off.”  These seniors then expect me to find them a fellowship for the self-proclaimed period of inaction.
October 6, 2011
It's that time of year. I've read through more resumes and essays than I care to remember. I have the luxury of reviewing applications written by the most accomplished young men and women at my university as they dream of life after the molly-coddling experience we in the US call 'college.'
September 5, 2011
“Can't hang it on the wall for the world to see But you've got yourself a working man's Ph.D.”--Aaron Tippin, 1993We are remodeling our house. This might not seem connected to a blog about international higher education. However, I come home each day for an update from our outstanding Irish carpenter and to marvel at the evidence of his higher education.
August 7, 2011
As a US student in the UK, I simultaneously loathed and feared the ‘mid-Atlantic’ accent. I loathed the pretense of middle-class Americans putting on aristocratic airs. (You never hear a mid-Atlantic accent with acquired inflections from the streets of Sheffield or Swansea - only home counties and high tables.) I simultaneously fought the urge to swallow my crass Chicago ‘A’s when I spoke to my would-be-in-laws at Sunday lunch in Surrey. I was well aware of the ease with which I could become one of the cultural poseurs I despised.

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