The throw down
I purposefully intimidated the hell out of my American lit students today. We're starting As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner. Today we discussed some of the major questions the novel brings up with families and death, but the chat was about where we stood on the issues without novel ties.
We have three weeks to conquer this beast before the semester's over. I want us to do a quality reading, compose a literary analysis, and delve into Faulkner's greatness (in my opinion).
I also gave them "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock." Next week - we're tackling "Wasteland." This is what I like to call my educational drop-kick.
We've worked hard all semester, and now I want them to work it like they're in college. Damnit.
We have three weeks to conquer this beast before the semester's over. I want us to do a quality reading, compose a literary analysis, and delve into Faulkner's greatness (in my opinion).
I also gave them "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock." Next week - we're tackling "Wasteland." This is what I like to call my educational drop-kick.
We've worked hard all semester, and now I want them to work it like they're in college. Damnit.
