I wanted to get back to this sooner, but with mom and my ongoing health issues...
I think the reason I have such disdain for classics is that I was forced to read them in school when my maturity level was nowhere near what it would be to appreciate Bronte or Austen or Dickens
Ah. I didn't read until I was 8, but by the time they put me through a battery of IQ tests to decide if I should be placed in the Gifted and Talented program at the Junior High I was off the top of their reading comprehension scale. They had to just call it "college." I loved reading Jane Eyre in High School. Course I was puzzled about why we had to read The Great Gatsby in High School. I didn't get that until I read it again in College.
Don't even get my STARTED on having teens READ Shakespeare, something that is meant to be seen and heard. :|
Well, in my high school we didn't do full stagings of every play, but we did always read the plays aloud? I remember how frustrated my High School Freshman English class was that I got out of the class in the middle of Romeo and Juliet when I'd been the one reading Juliet. I also remember having been amused Sophmore year of High School that, while I was usually out sick a lot, it was the kid who was supposed to be reading Mark Antony that was out sick a lot, so I got to read most of Mark Antony as well as Julius Caesar himself. Of course, as I've said, my reading comprehension was off the scale before High School.
Just, I was suicidal Freshman year of High School, and I'm positive Jane Eyre, Hamlet, and my dad getting me into a College Creative Writing course saved my life. Hell, my love of Hamlet is so deep that after I performed Hamlet's "To Be or Not To Be" soliloquy for my Junior year acting course in College, and the professor allowed students to comment, one of them declared, "I finally get Shakespeare!" One of my favorite moments from College. I got an A for that course.
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Date: 2018-03-16 08:09 pm (UTC)I think the reason I have such disdain for classics is that I was forced to read them in school when my maturity level was nowhere near what it would be to appreciate Bronte or Austen or Dickens
Ah. I didn't read until I was 8, but by the time they put me through a battery of IQ tests to decide if I should be placed in the Gifted and Talented program at the Junior High I was off the top of their reading comprehension scale. They had to just call it "college." I loved reading Jane Eyre in High School. Course I was puzzled about why we had to read The Great Gatsby in High School. I didn't get that until I read it again in College.
Don't even get my STARTED on having teens READ Shakespeare, something that is meant to be seen and heard. :|
Well, in my high school we didn't do full stagings of every play, but we did always read the plays aloud? I remember how frustrated my High School Freshman English class was that I got out of the class in the middle of Romeo and Juliet when I'd been the one reading Juliet. I also remember having been amused Sophmore year of High School that, while I was usually out sick a lot, it was the kid who was supposed to be reading Mark Antony that was out sick a lot, so I got to read most of Mark Antony as well as Julius Caesar himself. Of course, as I've said, my reading comprehension was off the scale before High School.
Just, I was suicidal Freshman year of High School, and I'm positive Jane Eyre, Hamlet, and my dad getting me into a College Creative Writing course saved my life. Hell, my love of Hamlet is so deep that after I performed Hamlet's "To Be or Not To Be" soliloquy for my Junior year acting course in College, and the professor allowed students to comment, one of them declared, "I finally get Shakespeare!" One of my favorite moments from College. I got an A for that course.