the problematic fav (day sixty four)

i used to love english class. it was a place for exploring the softer side of life, where opinion and history come into play. i seemed to like everything we did- romeo and juliet, to kill a mockingjay, the outsiders. but this year, everything’s changed. i don’t think it’s my teacher, but the course itself. well, everything about it is too specific. it’s global literature, meaning we’re learning about pre-colonialist nigeria before it was nigeria and the thoughts of a “slow” irish girl. i love learning about other countries, because i totally understand that a lot of americans do not think globally at all, but i think all this incorporation is a stretch. class isn’t a natural place for discussion, but has become strict place for analyzation.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s