Ahh, yes tonguegina, I was just going to mention that. A quick word about symbolism...IT DOESN'T EXIST IN EVERY FUCKING THING. There we go, I feel better.
I actually have a story to describe just how stupid/worthless Mrs. Wray's "symbolism" is. The other day I took a test on American Literature. The last question was an essay about how reading early American literature helps us gain a broader understanding of literature now, or something along those lines. I raised my hand when I reached the question, and Mrs. Wray proceeded to ask what I needed. I asked: "What if I don't believe that it gave us a broader understanding?" After some time of looking at me weird, she replied, "just pretend that it does for you then."
I got an A+ on that essay. Does that say something about the class? I completely, and I mean completely bullshitted the entire thing, and yet I got an A. That just goes to show how much of a shithole that English classes are.
But if you think about it, this post was symbolizing negative feelings toward English which have arisen from my mom beating me. Make sense? Of course it does.
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