I know I read My Antonia. I think I read The Awakening. I remember almost nothing about either one. (I just looked up a summary of The Awakening to try and work out if I had or not. The ending sounds awfully familiar, so: probably.)
I also read Beloved & Macbeth & Handmaid's Tale. Those I remember.
I also hated
The Awakening.
I don't think I liked
Beloved,
but I do love
Macbeth
and
The Handmaid's Tale.
I hated My Antonia.
What?! Quit having wrong opinions.
Bored the crap out of me, man.
Bored the crap out of me, man.
But it's got plows and dried mushrooms and immigrant girls! I fail to see what's boring about that.
Oh man, I must have totally missed the dried mushrooms. I feel so deprived of an engaging reading experience.
I loved My Antonia. I liked The Awakening but for some reason
totally missed the part where she kills herself at the end. I thought she was going for a refrshing swim.
T-Rex fixes great works of fiction: [link]
T-Rex *almost* makes me want to re-read Moby Dick.
ALMOST.
Ha ha, Sophia. That's basically ALL I remember about
The Awakening.
I liked it, but admittedly, not a page-turner.
But that's probably what my great-grandma was kind of like, even though we don't come from Bohemia but a part of Germany that was often Poland.