Category once in a past life
One of the things that has made this trip particularly strange is that I have the benefit of seeing London again without actually living here anymore. As I’m constantly reminded of things I really miss, I’m also reminded on the less savory facts of life in London, and the ones I doubt I’ll miss as much when I’m gone. I’ll eventually do a list of things I love (and I really do love this city and owe much of my life to it) but I thought it would be more fun to start with the things I could do without.
11th grade English assignments left something to be desired. There was the persuasive argument we had to write demonstrating our knowledge of ethos, logos, and pathos; there was the alternative ending to Kate Chopin’s The Awakening (where one kid wrote about how the main character’s head washed up on a beach in Louisiana after she was murdered); there was the “research” paper. There was also, apparently, an assignment where we had to make our own comic book story.