The Class That Never Was
Let’s talk about my English class, shall we? Titled “English and Literary Genres” I was expecting books from all literary genres like horror, non-fiction, fantasy, mystery, etc.
Maybe it was just me.
So far, all of our books have been about…Christianity. The first few were like that, but I kept saying to myself “Maybe it is just this unit…”
I WAS WRONG.
So far we have read two books, four plays and about a dozen or so poems. Now, this third book - it is about Christianity as well.
It was alright at first, but now every class I go to I feel like she is going to yell out something like “PRAISE JESUS!” at random times.
You wouldn’t want to go it either.
However it’s college, and as I found out my freshman year when an instructor yelled out “SHIT” and no one ran screaming from the room or said “Ooooooooooooooooooooo” like in High School, I’ve also found out that instructors can literally do whatever they want in their classroom and make up the entire syllabus.
Coming from an entirely public-school background, I’ve never had a Religion Class or anything of the sort, so this is definitely a new experience.
More annoying than anything when during every class she says something to the effect of, “And what does the wooden cross mean in this story class?”. Everyone just stares at her stupidly until the Christian girl in the back pipes up in a small voice: “Ummmm…chocolate candy?”
Not really - but that is the answer that I wish she would give. BUT WE ALL KNOW THE ANSWER ALREADY.
Help me.