“Thank you,” I said. “I came back to this place to find something, to connect with something lost, to reunite if not with my whole self, then with a piece of it. What I’ve discovered is that this thing is not her […]

When I first walked into room 216 in August for English 203, I was nervous. I was anxiously waiting to see how my first day would go and I was nervous because I knew that this class was going to be a challenge. […]

In one of my recent blog posts, I discussed the importance of common knowledge and the importance of using intertextuality to increase one’s knowledge on a piece of literature. To refresh your memory, i […]

The poem we read during Friday’s class was called “Logic” by Percival Everett. In my opinion, when I think about what logic means, I believe that logic is a way of thinking and reasoning. The Cambridge Dic […]

During last Friday’s class, we read the poem entitled “Zulus” by Percival Everett. The structure of this poem is alphabetical, in which Everett starts each piece of the poem with “A is for” or “B is for” and so […]

Last week, I wrote a collaborative blog post with Kevin, Molly, Hailey, and Shelagh focusing on how names can sometimes be misinterpreted, and often lead to labeling. Our main point of this post was that names […]

In my last post, I talked about the many things that I wanted to figure out while reading Percival Everett’s novel, I Am Not Sidney Poitier. As I read the feedback from Beth, she told me that some of what I was w […]

At the end of our class discussion on Monday, Beth asked us what we want to figure out as we read the rest of the novel, I Am Not Sidney Poitier, by Percival Everett. She told us to just start writing. So I began […]

Last week, the biggest topic being discussed in class was what Percival Everett was doing in Frenzy that was for, to, or with The Bacchae. Everyone in my group immediately started throwing out ideas. My first […]

“Thank you,” I said. “I came back to this place to find something, to connect with something lost, to reunite if not with my whole self, then with a piece of it. What I’ve discovered is that this thing is not her […]