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« on: January 26, 2016, 11:06:10 am »
I don't remember most of my school readings, but I do remember the bad ones I've had.
In elementary, I had to read A Wrinkle in Time. I don't remember it particularly well, but the plot seemed really incoherent. These kids find these old women who aren't old women, they bounce around a bunch of random dimensions, and then they kill this brain thing ruling over this town by thinking really weirdly. And that's the story.
Middle school had me read Into Thin Air, which was this non-fiction that had to do with a bunch of Everest climbers getting stuck in a big storm, I think they made a movie of it recently. The main problem that kept me unengaged was the shear amount of characters. There were multiple teams of climbers, each team had like 10 people and a boatload of Sherpa.
We also had to read a bunch of Jack London, whom I swear writes the same book every time. Its Alaska, its fucking cold, long parts of some guy freezing to death because its Alaska and its fucking cold, and dogs that are wolfs but not really. And its fucking cold in Alaska.
In High School, we had to read Nineteen Minutes, which was terrible. It had to do with this fictional school shooting and all of the court stuff afterward, with a teenage romance subplot on the side because why not. I wasn't sure wether I wanted the kid to be innocent pr guilty or whatever, because every character was incredibly unlikable or forgettable.
In elementary, I had to read A Wrinkle in Time. I don't remember it particularly well, but the plot seemed really incoherent. These kids find these old women who aren't old women, they bounce around a bunch of random dimensions, and then they kill this brain thing ruling over this town by thinking really weirdly. And that's the story.
Middle school had me read Into Thin Air, which was this non-fiction that had to do with a bunch of Everest climbers getting stuck in a big storm, I think they made a movie of it recently. The main problem that kept me unengaged was the shear amount of characters. There were multiple teams of climbers, each team had like 10 people and a boatload of Sherpa.
We also had to read a bunch of Jack London, whom I swear writes the same book every time. Its Alaska, its fucking cold, long parts of some guy freezing to death because its Alaska and its fucking cold, and dogs that are wolfs but not really. And its fucking cold in Alaska.
In High School, we had to read Nineteen Minutes, which was terrible. It had to do with this fictional school shooting and all of the court stuff afterward, with a teenage romance subplot on the side because why not. I wasn't sure wether I wanted the kid to be innocent pr guilty or whatever, because every character was incredibly unlikable or forgettable.
