(By the way, let me just say that this is my 3rd time writing this post because Weebly deleted my first two attempts. DEATH AND DESTRUCTION ON YOU, INTERNET. But not really because I actually kind of live and breathe you...)
So this is it. The last week of junior year. The last moments of peace and quiet (or not-so-peace and quiet considering that it is the ever dreaded junior year, after all) before college applications and scholarships and rejection letters (noooooo) and acceptance letters (yayyyyyy). As much as I look forward to college and becoming independent (and by independent, I mean still totally dependent on my parents but just like... more than 15 feet away from them at any time), I'm honestly really scared. Like, really scared. I've spent all 16 years of my life on this great planet with the same people -- my dad, my mom, my sister, and my brother. And in just a year, I'll have to leave them for college. /promptly has a mental breakdown
But mental breakdowns and my fear of the unknown are not the topic of this blog post! English III AP is. Now before I get into that, let me just thank Lindner for being such a great teacher. You're one of the most easy-going and relatable teachers I've ever had, and I think that really contributes to the friendly and welcoming atmosphere of our class. Thanks for making it so easy for all of us to feel at ease with each other and comfortable sharing our ideas. (Also, that coffee thoooooo <3) Also thanks for not strangling each and every one of us at the Grumpy Cat (RIP Moose) table -- I know we can get kind of obnoxious at times. And anyways, Robin has enough violence in her for all of us combined. ;)
English III AP has been one of the, if not the, most enjoyable years of English in my entire life. Strangely enough, though, it's the first time that I've had to read assigned books that I ended up tolerating at best. The moment I opened up The Shallows, for example, I knew that this year of English was definitely going to be different than any of the previous ones. But one important thing I've learned through reading this book is that just because I don't personally enjoy reading a book, it doesn't mean that it doesn't have literary value. Just because I found some parts of The Shallows to be pretty technical and I had to read some paragraphs a few times to even understand what it was talking about didn't make Carr's opinion any less legitimate than any other author.
This year, I've learned that it is possible to analyze and see the messages and symbolisms and meaning in a book, even if you don't particularly like it. This is a lesson that I'll definitely carry on through high school, college, and further, as an open mind is a crucial part of being a functioning adult in real life.
So this is it. The last week of junior year. The last moments of peace and quiet (or not-so-peace and quiet considering that it is the ever dreaded junior year, after all) before college applications and scholarships and rejection letters (noooooo) and acceptance letters (yayyyyyy). As much as I look forward to college and becoming independent (and by independent, I mean still totally dependent on my parents but just like... more than 15 feet away from them at any time), I'm honestly really scared. Like, really scared. I've spent all 16 years of my life on this great planet with the same people -- my dad, my mom, my sister, and my brother. And in just a year, I'll have to leave them for college. /promptly has a mental breakdown
But mental breakdowns and my fear of the unknown are not the topic of this blog post! English III AP is. Now before I get into that, let me just thank Lindner for being such a great teacher. You're one of the most easy-going and relatable teachers I've ever had, and I think that really contributes to the friendly and welcoming atmosphere of our class. Thanks for making it so easy for all of us to feel at ease with each other and comfortable sharing our ideas. (Also, that coffee thoooooo <3) Also thanks for not strangling each and every one of us at the Grumpy Cat (RIP Moose) table -- I know we can get kind of obnoxious at times. And anyways, Robin has enough violence in her for all of us combined. ;)
English III AP has been one of the, if not the, most enjoyable years of English in my entire life. Strangely enough, though, it's the first time that I've had to read assigned books that I ended up tolerating at best. The moment I opened up The Shallows, for example, I knew that this year of English was definitely going to be different than any of the previous ones. But one important thing I've learned through reading this book is that just because I don't personally enjoy reading a book, it doesn't mean that it doesn't have literary value. Just because I found some parts of The Shallows to be pretty technical and I had to read some paragraphs a few times to even understand what it was talking about didn't make Carr's opinion any less legitimate than any other author.
This year, I've learned that it is possible to analyze and see the messages and symbolisms and meaning in a book, even if you don't particularly like it. This is a lesson that I'll definitely carry on through high school, college, and further, as an open mind is a crucial part of being a functioning adult in real life.