I’m glad that I had the opportunity to take this course. I got to read Little Women – and I enjoyed it in spite of myself. Sure, Thoreau might not have been the popular guy in class, but he definitely had opinions, and he wasn’t afraid of who he was. I’m learning not to be so afraid of that, lately. Although I can’t credit Thoreau with my enlightenment, that is nonetheless my positive parting gift to him. And I think that if there is one thing I definitely want to take away from this class, it’s that I don’t have to rush things. I remember when the prospective students were in class, and Professor Newman was talking to the one girl’s father as I left the room about just enjoying the time that you have in college, that we were all “running toward” something, and that we’d see when we got there that it wasn’t what we thought it would be. Well, I have pretty much three weeks left in college. And I’ve noticed that I always start to miss things just as I realize that I’m not going to have them much longer. But I’m trying not to get too freaked out about what comes next, and just take one day at a time.
On another note, I also enjoyed reading Whitman and Dickinson, because I can’t say that I was overexposed to them in college or in high school. I really felt that the chosen poems were saying something that I needed or wanted to hear at this point. Our discussion about Dickinson on Monday really helped me see her poems in a different way too: I really liked Professor Newman’s description of Mother Goose, and I really hadn’t read her poems as so, so dark when I read them by myself – for whatever reason.
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