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for me it was the cold equations by Tom Godwin

Flashbacks to when only the teacher and I understood A Modest Proposal and not being able to explain to anyone else in that class that i was appreciating that he was sassing the english NOT the actual idea of eating babies. 🙃

Y'all are taking about the girl with the green ribbon, my first year college lit teacher had us read a short story where a kid fist-fucked his mom and I'm feeling like maybe my education was problematic.

All of it was a largely unmemorable slog with one teacher being adamant that their interpretation was the only correct one every time, even after they chose a book with a living author and I got it in writing that what the teacher thought was not the author's intent. I actually made use of the business letter lesson from an earlier year...

Except one class was good and did stick with me. As a result Atwood still has me bugged out over chickie knobs and pigoons, especially now that we pretty much have both. And depression over alex the parrot.

A good thing imo

Grew up with animals of farthing wood before school, your stories have no power here.

This thread unlocked an old memory of a poem we read Sophomore year about a frog getting killed by a lawnmower.

Ray Bradbury "The Pedestrian"

An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge has entered the chat