Semester 1 Reflection
I used to be a big reader up until my sophomore year. I no longer felt a connection to it because school didn’t let me use my creativity. This became apparent this school year. I felt out of place the first time I entered the AP Lit classroom. It seemed like my thoughts and interpretations of what we read had no place here. The phrase “so what” started to haunt me. D:< My brain was wired throughout high school to prepare me for AP Lang. Digging for the meaning of the work and to apply it to a universal level was tedious to figure out. It turned out it had something to do with my priorities and not my capabilities. Reading The Stranger in class made me realize I wasn’t pushing myself hard enough to get the learning I desired. Meursault is a character that was hard to decipher. I started to give up trying to figure him out (which was reflected in my reading check scores!). However, when it was time to write the essay for it, something clicked. When I was tryin...