*hides English degree from App so they can't steal it*
I never read Jane Eyre; never had time. My English professors seemed to think they were doing us a disservice by assigning the better-known classics. However, when I took "Studies in the English Novel," our professor did assign Wuthering Heights.
I remember reading it...and being disgusted.
"This is the great love we should all aspire to?!" I (strongly) opined when it came time to discuss the book. "It reads like a junior high relationship! These two aren't even likable, much less anything else!"
My professor burst out laughing; as it turned out, he hoped someone would feel that way, as most of the young women who came through his class sighed and wanted someone to "love (them) like that." *gags*
Reading your discussion has helped me decide what I'm going to pick up at the library on Monday morning, though. Jane sounds much more like my cup of tea.
Oh, if you get a chance to read it, let me know what you think!
I would have really enjoyed being in your English class ... you probably would have said what I didn't have the guts to say! ;-D
Oh, and don't hide your English degree. I imagine having an English degree is tough in that everyone expects you to have read everything. It's how I feel whenever there's a history question. When I don't know the answer or I haven't read a certain book in the field, people look at me like I'm an idiot. Which I can be, of course, but still, they don't have to remind me! ;-D
In one of my poetry classes I was subjected to the Purgatory of Alan Ginsberg (I know lots of people think he's great; I just think he sounds like he's ranting). I told that professor that Alan Ginsberg felt like a horrible waste of my time and tuition money.
I wasn't a total curmudgeon, though; I loved Fitzgerald, I worship at the altar of Steinbeck, and I adored Austen.
You really would have liked watching me in my Poli. Sci. classes, I think. My best friend (she's still my best friend) and I often found ourselves tag-teaming the majority.
I never read Jane Eyre; never had time. My English professors seemed to think they were doing us a disservice by assigning the better-known classics. However, when I took "Studies in the English Novel," our professor did assign Wuthering Heights.
I remember reading it...and being disgusted.
"This is the great love we should all aspire to?!" I (strongly) opined when it came time to discuss the book. "It reads like a junior high relationship! These two aren't even likable, much less anything else!"
My professor burst out laughing; as it turned out, he hoped someone would feel that way, as most of the young women who came through his class sighed and wanted someone to "love (them) like that." *gags*
Reading your discussion has helped me decide what I'm going to pick up at the library on Monday morning, though. Jane sounds much more like my cup of tea.
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I would have really enjoyed being in your English class ... you probably would have said what I didn't have the guts to say! ;-D
Oh, and don't hide your English degree. I imagine having an English degree is tough in that everyone expects you to have read everything. It's how I feel whenever there's a history question. When I don't know the answer or I haven't read a certain book in the field, people look at me like I'm an idiot. Which I can be, of course, but still, they don't have to remind me! ;-D
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I wasn't a total curmudgeon, though; I loved Fitzgerald, I worship at the altar of Steinbeck, and I adored Austen.
You really would have liked watching me in my Poli. Sci. classes, I think. My best friend (she's still my best friend) and I often found ourselves tag-teaming the majority.
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