While in the early stages of writing up my PhD I had a baby and now I find myself simultaneously immersed in academic journals and picture books, lab work and bum-wiping, searching for references and for tiny sun hats.
Independently PhDs and babies can take over one’s life. When combined, everything from both of these crazy overwhelming worlds melds into each other. For example I inadvertently labelled the homemade mixed vegetable baby food ‘Butternut squash et al., 2016’.
Now in the final few months of my PhD, I find myself making comparisons between the process of doing a PhD and ‘The Gruffalo’. Perhaps lack of sleep is responsible for jumping to these strange conclusions, but hear me out, I think there are lessons to be learned from a simple story of a mouse and nut.
So why is ‘The Gruffalo’ like doing a PhD?
- Like the mouse’s quest to cross a large predator filled woodland and find a spot of lunch, the PhD student has a long and treacherous journey ahead. A lot of the time I feel small against the PhD’s enormity and all the odds that are seemingly stacked against me.
- In the face of these looming dangers, the mouse sets out alone. Ultimately despite support from supervisors, friends and family, the PhD is a lonely process. At the end of the day it’s you verses your thesis. You and only you have to defend it alone. Terrifying stuff for a children’s book.
- Along the way the mouse encounters several animals that attempt to eat him. Does he loose his cool and run squeaking back to his cheese filled house? No. He anticipates their presence, and then uses creativity and confidence to outwit these fearsome creatures. There is no denying that there will be bumps along the PhD road. It’s a good idea to try to predict them and be prepared just in case you run into them.
- After overcoming three sharp-toothed problems, the mouse is feeling pretty damn good about himself. That is until it all goes so very unexpectedly wrong. Oh help! Oh no it’s the Gruffalo! The mouse never saw that coming. This is the rock bottom point in the PhD student’s journey where his drafts are accidently deleted, she can’t find any of her collared study animals, or a key assumption that is the foundation of the whole PhD argument is wrong, completely and utterly wrong.
- After seeing the Gruffalo’s terrible tusks and terrible claws, the mouse has a short and well-deserved wobble. Who wouldn’t? Then he makes a plan and solves his Gruffalo problem. This seems like a good approach to preserving through the worst and most unanticipated PhD roadblocks.
- And then ‘all was quiet in the deep dark wood, the mouse found a nut and the nut was good.’ The end. So maybe that’s it. After years of PhD highs and lows and really lows, you get to sit down quietly, smile proudly and know you made it. You survived and now you have a really awesome ‘nut’.
I think the moral of this story is to be like the mouse. Be creative, be confident, don’t give up, and don’t get eaten. Accept that you will feel scared and small along the way, but also that you will make it through. They don’t call it the deep dark wood for nothing.
No matter how complicated your PhD is or how lost you may feel on the journey, for sanity’s sake, it’s worth simplifying it. Head to your nearest book store and instead of flicking through heavy academic tomes, plonk yourself down on the floor of the brightly coloured children’s section and read ‘The Gruffalo’.
Be the mouse.
Author Bio: Katy Williams passed her PhD in Biological Anthropology at the University of Durham