Posted 13 April 2007 - 12:30 AM
Red Badge of Courage did suck, but I read it in third grade or something. I also disliked Raisin in the Sun and A Yellow Raft in Blue Water, both were so bad that I couldn't finish them. Thank heavens for Sparknotes.
Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby was one that I really liked. Narcissus and Goldmund fired up my appreciation of Hesse and is still probably somewhere on my top-25 list all time. A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter Miller was rather sharp, although not earthshaking, as was Kafka's The Metamorphosis, although both were rather unorthodox selections on the parts of my teachers. Lysistrata introduced me to Artistophanes, for which I'm rather grateful, and also saw me dress in drag (yes, I had a beard even then, but it matters slightly less with a mask on) and lead on the menfolk who had huge erect phalluses strapped onto them for an acting assignment in 12th grade.
-Pufer
"Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who said it, even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense." -The Buddha