Dear Mr. William Golding,
One of my favorite subjects in high school has always been English, and with my increasing workload, I cherish the brief moments in which I can find the time to read a good book. While many of my friends were more into science and definite answers, I did not mind exploring the different reasons as to why an author writes in a specific way. However, there was one book that defeated me; I hated it with a passion and reading it was torture. It was your dreaded Lord of the Flies. I first fell upon the novel in the 9th grade and although years have passed, I’m yet to find someone who enjoyed reading. Of course, my English teacher would applaud your use of symbolism and the recurring theme of good versus evil, however, she tends to commend nearly every book we read.
My whole class hated the book. We would groan and loll about on our desks, begging our teacher not to make us read it out loud again. We’d sigh our way through a group reading, most of us staring vacantly out of the window in between reading our parts in an expressionless tone. I genuinely thought it was the most boring book I’d ever read. I considered it to be silly and unrealistic, and I wished that all the boys would hurry up and kill each other so the book would just end. I completely agree that mankind can wreak havoc if a form of policy is not set in place but this is not true for everyone. Not all people lack self-control. I was quite offended by the fact that I was being called a savage beast. This letter may not even bewilder you because you are Nobel Peace Prize winner. You have already achieved so much in your life, while my life has just begun. Please be aware that I do not mean to disrespect you in any way. I am simply stating an opinion. Although your narrative did not please me, it has opened the eyes of many and you should be very proud.
Sincerely,
Beatrice Hyppolite
A Freshman in College
