I can't believe I got rid of some of the books I "read" in high school.
I have no idea what I did with them.
I, you, and everyone else we know must... must pick up a copy of something they were assigned in their teens but couldn't have hoped to understand or appreciate.
Then read these things again. Repeat that process.
I read The Sun Also Rises for the second (and apparently the first) time recently. Now I'm repeating that rediscovery dance with some other books. It's worthwhile.
I'm torn on what the hell we should assign 15-year-olds to read. Masterpieces they won't get? Tripe that'll do nothing for them? Fudge? At this point, no one reads anymore, so we should probably just pray that they can get through three pages without sending or receiving a text message.
Kids today. Someone bring me my Metamucil.
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I go through phases every couple years where I love to read for like 6 months then all I read for the next couple years is People Magazine. It's terrible. I would make them read everything by Jon Krakauer, his stories are amazing.
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