Abstract
And for this I left my home, an almost completed dissertation, a position in the department, and a recently created company? My disillusionment knew no bounds. It was my first class in an American business school—Economics—and I felt like I had been transported many years back, to my very first lecture in my very first year at Moscow University. It wasn't just that the professor was talking about things with which I had long been thoroughly familiar; rather, it was that the students around me were taking in his words as practically a revelation, as if it were they and not I who had come from far-off Russia, where no one had ever heard of microeconomics. It seemed like everything was new to them, and the simplest problems threw them for a loop. I was saddened—what could they possibly teach me here? I felt like getting on an airplane bound for Moscow.
Published Version
Talk to us
Join us for a 30 min session where you can share your feedback and ask us any queries you have
Schedule a callDisclaimer: All third-party content on this website/platform is and will remain the property of their respective owners and is provided on "as is" basis without any warranties, express or implied. Use of third-party content does not indicate any affiliation, sponsorship with or endorsement by them. Any references to third-party content is to identify the corresponding services and shall be considered fair use under The CopyrightLaw.
