Chapter 2: Ocean Eyes

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Me, Sammy, and Kate rushed into English hoping we wouldn't be too late. Thankfully we were just on time.

"Class, take out your syllabus from last week" instructed Mrs. Applebottomjeans. She is pregnant!! Her stomach is about to pop!

I groan as I take out my folder from my textbook, as all of a sudden the light shines in from the window, and an angel sits down next to me! Alex Brown. His soft subtle face. His soft hair. His soft periwinkle, cookie monster, blue raspberry jolly rancher, blue cotton candy, orbs. Yeah, that's him. The angel that sits next to lil ol me in English. We never talked, because he's really shy! I am also too scared to talk to him uwu. My thoughts are broken as Mrs. Applebottomjeans interrupts me!

"Connie! Please pay attention. What is th-"

Everyone's eyes look up as Lucas enters the room in the middle of her sentence. His 10 pack showing through his white shirt. Oh I want his decagon abs so bad.

"Mr. Smith, I would like to inform you that you are late to my class!" reprimanded Mrs. Applebottomjeans.

"No shit bitch" he talks back as he slumps back into his seat.

Mrs. Applebottomjeans has an angry look on her face but she brushes off as she remembers that she was asking me a question.

"Anyways...Connie what was the life of Shakesphere like? A short summary"

"Readers and playgoers in Shakespeare's own lifetime, and indeed until the late 18th century, never questioned Shakespeare's authorship of his plays. He was a well-known actor from Stratford who performed in London's premier acting company, among the great actors of his day. He was widely known by the leading writers of his time as well, including and , both of whom praised him as a dramatist. Many other to him as a great writer appeared during his lifetime. Any theory that supposes him not to have been the writer of the plays and poems attributed to him must suppose that Shakespeare's contemporaries were universally fooled by some kind of secret arrangement.Yet suspicions on the subject gained increasing force in the mid-19th century. One Delia Bacon proposed that the author was her claimed ancestor , Viscount St. Albans, who was indeed a prominent writer of the Elizabethan era. What had prompted this theory? The chief seem to have been that little is known about Shakespeare's life (though in fact more is known about him than about his contemporary writers), that he was from the country town of , that he never attended one of the universities, and that therefore it would have been impossible for him to write knowledgeably about the great affairs of English courtly life such as we find in the plays.

The theory is suspect on a number of counts. University training in Shakespeare's day centred on theology and on Latin, Greek, and Hebrew texts of a sort that would not have greatly improved Shakespeare's knowledge of contemporary English life. By the 19th century, a university education was becoming more and more the mark of a broadly educated person, but university training in the 16th century was quite a different matter. The notion that only a university-educated person could write of life at court and among the gentry is an and indeed a snobbish assumption. Shakespeare was better off going to London as he did, seeing and writing plays, listening to how people talked. He was a reporter, in effect. The great writers of his era (or indeed of most eras) are not usually aristocrats, who have no need to earn a living by their pens. Shakespeare's social background is essentially like that of his best contemporaries. went to Cambridge, it is true, but he came from a sail-making family. also attended Cambridge, but his were shoemakers in Canterbury. John Webster, , and came from similar backgrounds. They discovered that they were writers, able to make a living off their talent, and they (excluding the poet Spenser) flocked to the London theatres where customers for their wares were to be found. Like them, Shakespeare was a man of the commercial theatre.

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