I've read many classics, especially English and French nineteenth century, but there always seems to be some key book I haven't got to. This all started with having to admit I hadn't read Don Quixote.
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I think we may have read part of it in high school, but I don't think I've read it all.
This all started with having to admit I hadn't read Don Quixote.
I have only read parts of it, which is something I have to say about a lot of classics thanks to a couple classes from high school and college that only required us to read parts of certain classics.
I read parts of Don Quixote for a Spanish class, but I'm so bad with foreign languages I really couldn't appreciate it as literature.
Considering I only took the two standard Freshman English classes in college, one of which was "Poetry/Drama" (that chose not to do drama), and the other was "Short Story/Novel" (that chose not to do novels), it's a wonder I've read anything.
I was supposed to have read Don Quixote for a grad class. I read enough to write a beautiful and cogent paper on it. But it was PAINFUL to get through. It was the equivalent of watch from the hall for me because the "comedy" portions were all cruel and tragic to Don Quixote himself.
I did like the bit about him going mad from too many romances, though. This is the result of reading too much Sir Gawain!
Yeah, I read only bits of Don Quixote for a college class, and skimmed the rest. I wrote a decent paper on it, too, that was about 99% pure bullshitting.
I wrote a decent paper on it, too, that was about 99% pure bullshitting.
I did the same thing with Finnegan's Wake.
Bullshitting is an important life skill.
I had the sheer luck to have been asked about two formative events in Philip Pirrip's life, so despite having read only the first nine or so chapters of Great Expectations I was able to write an essay which contributed to me getting an A on the English Lit O' Level. But the panic I had going into that exam knowing how crappily I was prepared has been the fodder of just about every academic anxiety dream I've had since then.