because everything Bill tells me to read or see are similar. Except the time he had me read Naked Lunch.
Incidentally, he told me he had given me that book because he had just broken up with his girlfriend and was feeling philosophical.
I guess that’s why he was sad that afternoon when we talked about On the Road.
He apologized for letting his personal life affect his teaching, and I accepted because I didn’t know what else to do.
It’s strange to think about your teachers as being people even when they’re Bill.
I guess he has since made up with his girlfriend. They’re living together now.
So, in school Bill gave me my final book to read for the year. It’s called The Fountainhead, and it’s very long.
When he gave me the book, Bill said, “Be skeptical about this one. It’s a great book. But try to be a filter, not a sponge.”
Sometimes, I think Bill forgets that I am sixteen. But I am very happy that he does.
I haven’t started reading it because I am very behind in my other classes because I spent so much time with Patrick.
But if I can catch up, I will end my first year with straight A’s, which makes me very happy.
I almost didn’t get an A in math, but then Mr. Carlo told me to stop asking “why?” all the time and just follow the formulas.
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