Dear English Teacher (And Every Teacher )
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4 min readOct 17, 2020
When I was a senior in high school, I told my English teacher that I didn’t read the books. She smiled and told me she could tell. We were sitting on the bleachers after a Socratic seminar — what is it about bleachers and moments? The book I remember not reading the most was 1984. I got as far as man and woman meet for a fling in a field or something before I decided to let old George rest.
