English Lessons
There I sat my English teacher asking us to think about why the writer of "of mice and men" made Curley's wife not have a name and how it related to our gender topic I decided I would answer his question "The reasons the writer didn't give Curley's wife a name is because it dehumanizes her and shows that as she is the only woman in the book that women didn't have any rights in this time and didn't even get called their name, this relates to the gender topic as it shows the inequality between men and women in this book, also in his writing he creates her character to be a cheat and to want to get with any man even if her husbands near as she is lonely and she doesn't want just one man, then again judging and stereotyping women I think he wrote her like this not just because it's his opinion but because he wanted to show exactly what it was like for women then and the discrimination women faced" I answered
"Uhm yes Sage that would be correct and it's amazing that you have a passion for this topic but a shorter answer would have sufficed for the class discussion" My teacher replied
"Right, sorry Sir" I said going to look down at my book to avoid the awkwardness
"It's perfectly okay sage now continuing with the discussion class, why do we think that the writer only wrote one character that wasn't white and why did he decide to use racial slurs in his writing?" Mr. Robinson asks loudly
I go back to looking at the board as my fellow pupils answer and ask questions about the book and writer but I feel like I understand completely. I over hear people saying about the next English lessons till end of term being us watching a movie based off of this book I am excited to see if a director envisioned the characters as I did (note from future Sage, they didn't) I started to write a paragraph based off of what we've read in the book so far but after a couple sentences I got stuck on the wording of a sentence so I just sat to think for a moment I looked up from my book and there he was. When I looked up my eyes met with his green ones, he flashed a smile, a nervous smile but a smile nonetheless, I was also understandably nervous as well but I smiled back and sheepishly looked back to my work. I had figured out how to word my sentence and wanted to write it before I forgot it. I kept looking up to see him staring again. I didn't feel uncomfortable anymore, it made me feel butterflies and his no longer nervous smile made me melt. He was friends with someone from my primary school so I kind of knew him, on the basis of names and how he acted. I thought he was adorable but after that day I only had a few short conversations with this boy. They were all about an English lesson whether it's about what books we were reading or what the assignment was, nothing was personal. I regret not speaking to him properly its year 9 now far from the topic Of Mice and Men, but another gender topic, except he's not in my English class anymore, he's not in any of my classes, I no longer have that smile to look up to when I'm anxious or worried about my writing. I no longer have his presence. I no longer have his staring. I didn't think I'd come to miss it that badly but here I am wishing I spoke to him more or tried to be his friend. In time I hope to pluck up the courage to speak to him again. How do I like someone I've hardly conversed with you may ask, well I honestly have no idea, I have never liked someone like I do him, I know it's entirely impossible for anything to ever happen between him and I. But still I can't help imagining if things were different.
A/N: I honestly have no clue what this is or why I wrote this but yeah.
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