Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Confessions

Well, here it is... I've never read The Catcher in the Rye. In fact, I have no idea what it's about - only that it was required reading for most high school English classes in America, yet somehow, I missed out. My freshman year I decided to ease into honors classes, so I started with just honors history. About 3 days into English, I knew I'd made a mistake. My class was taught by a coach and his teaching techniques consisted of showing us sports-related movies for two days, then discussing the theme on the third day. After a discussion of Hoosiers that left much to be desired, I dropped the coach's class and added honors English.

I walked in to find that Ms. Polk ran a tight ship. I had to learn a whole page of Latin roots, define the unknown terms from a sheet of words that were all completely foreign to me, and read The Scarlet Letter for a test on Monday. Did I mention this was only 3 days in? As I sat at my house that weekend reading The Red Badge of Courage for history, I knew I was in way over my head. So, Monday morning, I tossed my unread copy of The Scarlet Letter to the side, returned to the coach's class and took my place in front of a TV showing Field of Dreams (hangs head in shame).

So, while I wait for Little Bee to arrive in the mail, I'll also be reading The Catcher in the Rye. Better late than never!   

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