Don't Let Books Die When They Mean So Much

Don't Let Books Die When They Mean So Much

Reading is cool if you let it be!

After high school, many people look forward to the promising fact that they will never have to sit through another English class. For me, I had the opposite feeling. English class was always the place I thrived most in grade school; it was the one class I was never afraid to raise my hand in, offer my opinion in, the class I always did my homework for. It made me sad to think I would never annotate a novel, complete a creative writing assignment, or have a discussion circle ever again. Luckily for me, I decided to attend a liberal arts-focused school and did not have to give these things up! But for all of those students who chose to go to public universities, they will most likely be allowed to forget all of the things I mentioned earlier. In my opinion, that is simply just not right.

For any major, I feel that it is vital for students to have a strong liberal arts background with heavy of emphasis on English and writing techniques. All kinds of professions require their employees to write documents. Whether that is a business plan, a summary and description of symptoms, or a lab report, you still need those basic grammar skills and writing techniques. Getting the opportunity to write for the Odyssey at school is just one of the many ways I have allowed writing and reading to remain a part of my college life.

Ever since I was young and in grade school, I have always loved to read and write. I was the nerd in high school who would offer to write papers for fun, and I wouldn't just half-ass them. No, I poured my entire heart and soul into those papers for other people. I was always passionate about writing and felt that it was something that I could just pour my thoughts into. It is something that comes naturally to me. I am one of those few, strange people who don't cringe every time a paper is assigned in class. This is where the problem starts in my opinion.

Our society has moved from handwritten letters to emails, from newspapers to Twitter feeds. When is the last time you picked up a book to read for fun? And not just some easy beach read, but a real, classic book like No Promises in the Wind, or Jane Eyre? We don't want to challenge our minds, we want information spoon-fed and delivered to us in an email newsletter. It is time for that to change.

Even if you despised Macbeth in high school and cringed every time you opened Lord of the Flies, I challenge you to take at least one English class during your time in college. College is all about getting outside your comfort zone and growing your mind; books will do that, I promise!

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A's are nice, but you are more than a letter.


The idea of getting an A on every paper, every exam, every assignment, seems great. It can be known as a reassurance of our hard work and dedication to our 4+ classes we attend every single day.

Losing sleep, skipping meals, forgetting to drink water, skipping out on time with friends and family; these are the things that can occur when your letter of an A is what you are living for.

You are worth more than the grade letter, or the GPA number on your transcript.

Listen, don't get me wrong, getting A's and B's definitely is something to feel accomplished for. It is the approval that you did it, you completed your class, and your hard work paid off.

But honey, get some sleep.

Don't lose yourself, don't forget who you are. Grades are important, but the true measurement of self-worth and accomplishment is that you tried your best.

Trying your best, and working hard for your goals is something that is A-worthy.

Reserve time for yourself, for your sanity, your health, your mental health.

At the end of the day, grades might look nice on a piece of paper, but who you are and how you represent yourself can be even more honorable.


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This Semester Practically Broke My Will To Live

If I didn't have a life worth living, this semester would've swept me away.


So this is gonna be a rant. Be prepared.

This semester started out so great. The classes I was taking were a step in the best direction for my major and minor. I would like to be a journalist one day, so I tried my hand at the journalistic writing course that's required for the major to get to the next major classes.

Now, I'm not saying it was difficult to pretend to write breaking news, but the professor made me hate my own writing. I felt like not only was my writing inadequate to become a journalist, it felt like someone was blatantly telling me that I was never going to get better.

So I continued writing the assignments and kept getting 79, 73, 80 as grades, but the submission comments were harsh and the critique was harder than I'd ever seen on any assignment. Why give me these grades if I didn't deserve them?

Did I mention that I wouldn't be able to get into any of the other classes for my major if I didn't pass journalistic writing?

On top of this, I was in a group project with only one other student. We were the group. So the group work consisted of me barely making any traction with any of my own ideas and then following what my partner wanted. It was extremely unbalanced and it felt like a constant struggle.

And finally, of course, the only class I did well in was the class that only progressed my minor's requirements.

This semester chewed me up and spit me out and still wanted me for seconds. My head has been throbbing for two weeks straight and I'm ready for a much-deserved winter break full of gourmet spiked eggnog and countless mounds of mashed potatoes.

Have a better winter break!

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