The characters: an excited english teacher, half a class of quite and rather brainless students, half a class of rather vocal and bright kids
The time: high school
The what: interpreting symbolism in unfortunate school reading
Many problems can arise from this most unfortunate combination, but one seems to find itself above the others in terms of annoyance.
You can raise your hand and spout out any number of insightful interpretations, endless insight into the deeper meanings of simple symbols, but again and again you will be wrong.
Why? Because you are not saying what the teacher has in mind. There is no right or wrong, but obviously if it isn’t the interpretation the teacher was looking for, it is entirely unimportant. Thank you. Your comments will just be brushed aside, it was nice for you to think of them, but they aren’t what I’m looking for, so they don’t matter. What you are not looking for but receive is not always incorrect you ungrateful bastards, at least we’re thinking. Sorry we occasionally look deeper from the side instead of staring the point you are making down the center, maybe we’re better at interpreting literature than you are? Maybe you can one day admit that what you are looking for isn’t really the heart and soul, the all important concept, it’s just one of many and by no means the most profound.
Angry, not pre-thought-out ranting about the condescending nature of lecturers leading discussions about the analysis of literature.
I am sorry. I give you my humblest apologies. I cannot, however, take back my words because at the time, they were true. They may, at present, be absolute fallacies, but I have not been even so much as an acquaintance of yours for roughly a year now and so can be no judge of your character. I have forgiven you entirely for all you actions against me and my sincerest hope is that you, in time, will forgive mine against you. As of now I battle with those only two poisons left preventing me from saying this to you, pride and fear. I do quite long for the day when you will condescend to grace me with the smallest of small talk. I cannot claim forgiving me will be any benefit to you. Perhaps the awkwardness thickening the air between us will dissipate and you will, again, come to enjoy my presence. I seek only to regain the hand of friendship that has, rightfully, been retracted. Actually Sincerely,
Shannon Estelle Weidenheimer
Ahh, a rough draft of what I hope I cannot present as a birthday card.