So, literature. To be honest, I really hate literature. Like right now, I hate that I’m writing an essay about the very thing that I hate. It makes no sense, but it’s probably going to be worth a lot of points, so I guess I should suck it up and do it. Anyways, I didn’t used to hate literature. In fact, I used to love it and enjoy doing it. However, that was when I was in 2nd grade so it’s been a while to say the least. In 2nd grade I was one of those kids who was like the bookworm, if people want to call it that. I didn’t really read varieties of books though, it was only just one series that I stretched out for the whole year. One might have guessed, but just in case they didn’t, I was one of those Harry Potter nerds. Who can blame me …show more content…
I didn’t think much about it then, and I didn’t even try to get it. But somehow by the end of it all my teacher liked mine the best and picked me for the winner. At first I wasn’t really enthuses about it. I even asked if I could give the Young Author’s pass to someone else, to which she rudely replied “Not a chance, it’s an honor.” “I picked you and now you’re going.” So I realized that there was no getting out of this and I was gonna have to go. I got up on a Saturday morning(I know a Saturday!) and started to head to the Conference. When I got there I saw a lot of people that I didn’t know and recognize, but that’s okay because I’m not shy at all and I can pretty much talk to anybody. As soon as I started to talk a little small talk to them, I realized that that was just about as much as I could do with them; small …show more content…
These kids were so different from me it wasn’t even funny. They all loved and were very passionate about reading and literature, although I should have expected that because I was, in fact, at a Young Author’s Conference. Anyways, after they got us all situated and put into our different “classes”, I was ready to start my boring day or so I thought. As soon as I got to my first “class”, I found a seat and sat down. After 5 minutes a short and chubby woman came in. She went to the front of the class and introduced herself. It must not have been a very good name because I didn’t even remember it 5 minutes into the class. She started class talking about some of her life stories and just little “fun facts” about herself. I guess that was fine at first, but then she started talking about writing and how “You have to have the perfect thought process”. That was more than enough to put my already tired self to sleep. When I woke up, everybody was looking at me rudely and I don’t blame them. I mean it was rude to fall asleep, but I can’t help that I didn’t like it, not to mention the fact that they had it early in the morning. I didn’t have to worry about it though, because I pretty much slept through the whole class and before I knew it the bell rang and it was time to go to the next
In the beginning the class we were assigned groups and as a whole we had to find the literal point or subject of the readings that were due for the day and relate them to identity, attitude, or prejudice. This was to allow us to prepare to write our second major essay we had for writing 1. We were assigned the Andrew Sullivan readings, “what’s so bad about hate?”. The short excerpt from the article stated various situations in which the actions were categorized as a regular crime or a hate crime. The author then continued to discuss how adding a hate crime just complicates the verdict because no one except the individual knows why they committed the crime. Throughout the reading as a group we categorized the reading as one of identity. Everyone
In "Disliking Books" Gerald Graff informs the reader of his troubled childhood with literature. Like many students, Graff disliked reading books, and when he did read books, it would mainly be comic books and sports novels. He informs the reader that it was not until college where he fully began to appreciate literature. He pursued a major in English in order to push himself beyond wanting to read books of his personal leisure. And like many students, Graff struggled to read the dull, boring books, often giving up on reading them because they were too difficult. Graff became fascinated with reading when he had to write his term paper on the ending of "Huckleberry Finn", where he found fascination with reading the book and others like it. The main purpose of this narrative would be that anyone can learn to love literature. It just takes a topic like debating the ending of "Huckleberry Finn" to spark and interest in reading, like it did for
In the essay, Disliking Books at an Early Age, Gerald Graff talks about his transition from being displeased and uninterested in literature, to having intellectual discussions about it and even teaching it. He did not begin to enjoy reading until he had discussions about the books that he read, which showed him a different perspective. Overall, his essay explains how readers can only enjoy literature if they turn it into a social activity by freely interpreting and discussing the pieces they have read.
Love is a powerful emotion that everyone wants. The fact is that love will overcome anything as long as you have the right motives. Whereas, the word hate has a very deep and harsh meaning, it means to have an intense or passionate dislike towards someone or something. George Orwell’s book, 1984, shows us a prime example of a society based on hate. Moreover, a society based on hate will not survive, the government will manipulate the people to destroy themselves.
Disliking Books By Gerald Graff is about the authors own aversions, starting as a young boy, who grew up simply disliking reading books, for both academic and leisure purposes. Growing up in his neighborhood, it was highly disregarded for a boy to enjoy reading; they were looked at as “sissies” and had the potential to have been beaten up. He maintained this ideology all the way into his college career, where ironically, he majored in English. Although by this point he replaced his fear of being beaten up with the fear of failing his college courses, he was able to squeak by with doing his homework at the mare minimum. He felt as though he wasn’t able to quite relate, much less, enjoy the text. It wasn’t until his junior year he was
In the book The Hate List by Jennifer Brown, the story is told from the point of view of Valerie Leftman, the girlfriend of Nick Levil. Nick shot multiple people in their school and injured more. Valerie unknowingly helped him create the list of victims. I think the book could have been as interesting if it was told from the point of view of Ginny Baker. Ginny Baker was shot by Nick in the face. She had to have multiple plastic surgeries to reconstruct something that even remotely resembled a face. “’I can’t sit here without thinking about… about…’ she sucked in a breath and then let it out with a stream an anguish that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. ‘Why did they let her come back?’” (Brown 69). Ginny is traumatized by the
In his piece entitled “ Disliking books” Gerald Graff, a professor of English and education at the University of Illinois at Chicago, tells his story of how with some helpful insights he shifted from disliking literature to enjoying reading and analyzing the texts. The author shares that during his early school years he developed an aversion to literature as well as most liberal arts disciplines for not being able to find their application in his daily life. Coming from a middle class family, it was expected that young Graff would go to college. Since no particular discipline really interested him and his family did not own a business to set him up on a successful business path, he decided to major
The title is significant to the plot for a number of reasons. For example, at the beginning of the book an article from the ¨GARVIN COUNTY SUN-TRIBUNE¨ this article explained what happened May 8th, 2008. May 8th, 2008, was the day Nick Levil decided to shoot people who were written down on a list… The ¨Hate List.¨ The ¨Hate List¨ was a list Valerie Leftman began to make in a red spiral notebook, all about the things she hated. People, food, places, objects, weather… In chapter 10 Valerie meets the ¨staff physiatrist at Garvin General.¨ (Dr. Dently) She is then forced to answer questions in order for Dr. Dently to evaluate her. After questioning Valerie is forcefully placed into a wheelchair and taken up to the
Hate crime is a type of crime that occurs against an individual or individuals just because of their race, gender, religion, or age. These crimes include homicide, burning down a business or somebodies house, harassment, and etc. Despite the fact that the expression "hate crime" may appear to be new given the consideration it has gotten in the previous quite a while these sorts of offenses have been around for a long time. Even though government and state laws contrast, most ensured qualities incorporate race, religion, and sexual orientation. There actually have been contentions against the arrangement of hate crime laws. Not everyone believes that hate crime violations have been a noteworthy issue in the public eye, however some people consider
This essay will be on a topic that I think is very in interesting one, It is hate groups in Idaho. I won’t cover every group but I will cover the first five of the eight. However, I will educate you on neo-nazis residing around Arrowrock, A group called the Christian identity which is up in sandpoint, Idaho, (a group commonly known as skinheads) and white nationalists. Then I will finish up by explaining the beliefs of holocaust denial groups.
I really think that when people have their days they tend to take things out on others. They say words that can actually hurt someone by saying that they hate them that’s a big pet peeve to me even though I use it sometimes.
Hate to be like this but let's be real with each other. This is not working. No one is that busy. Honestly we make time for what we want and it's been made clear I'm not a priority to you anymore. I refuse to be hanging around on the back burner. That's not fair to me or the other nice gentlemen I'm passing up to give you a fair chance. No hard feelings here. I just hate wasting my time waiting and on uncertainty. Best of luck on your feature.
I still remember today what my middle school English teacher told me, “It is not the reading you hate, it is the books you are reading. You just need to find the type of books that you enjoy and then that is when reading will start to mean something more to you.” It took a while, but I eventually did find the type of books that I love. The first books that opened my eyes were the titles Beastly, The Twilight Saga, The Last Song, Uglies, and Roll of Thunder Hear My Cry. It opened a whole new world to me and I continued to find books that I thoroughly enjoyed- which I would have never imagined happening. Then one day, I stumbled upon First Date and Staring Me by Krista McGee and I fell in love. I read them at least ten times a piece. Every time I got a book project, and I got to choose the book, I choose one of those. If I got a book project with a new teacher and she did not know that I had already read those books, I would read them again. There were numerous times when my parents found out that I did not sleep at all the previous night because I stayed up reading. Do not get me wrong, they were glad I was reading, but they were not very enthused that I stayed up all night to read. This continued through high school when I began to adventure out to new authors, such as John Green, Steven Chbosky, and F. Scott
In grade school, I was never the one who was passionate about reading. However, when it came time to write a story, I was excited and even wrote stories on my own. In third grade, my friends and I would write fictional stories during lunchtime and present them to our teacher after recess. I can still remember the sense of pride we felt when we saw the surprised and proud looks on our teacher’s face. It made us want to write more and more. But years went on, and I still never formed a fondness for recreational reading. I’ve been assigned more than five books a year in the past; some would catch my interest, but never enough to pull me in as much as to read in my spare time. There were rare occasions when I was really pulled into a book that was assigned to me. To this day I do not know if that was because of the mere thought that I was not willingly reading the book, or just that I did not have the patience for it. All
Some people read to escape, others to learn, many to judge but all of them read with a purpose. As one grows we are able to put things into categories such as the type of books I do not like, the type of books I kind of like, or the type of books I really like. All of this categories narrows it down to the way we approach literature and life in general. Dr. blabla once said: “books are the source of life, yet the way we go about them is what makes them shine.” Thinking about literature I have come to understanding the way I read, meaning I use certain criticisms towards different aspects. Psychoanalytic criticism, Reading-response criticism and New Historical criticism not only have changed the way I see literature but improved the way I approach many aspects of life.