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It’s probably no secret that I dislike classic literature. I mean who likes reading classics anyways? They’re boring stuff. The kind of literature that makes you fall asleep on not even half way through chapter five.
The ones that we are forced to read in our English classes that makes us tear our hairs out because of all the ridiculous symbolism we have to find. No wonder people are majoring in math and sciences than in the arts. It’s probably easier to figure out the angle of a triangle in geometry than figuring what the heck does the green light in The Great Gatsby mean.
I don’t exactly hate-hate classic literature with a passion that I won’t ever touch them again in my life; however, I do like some of them. There are some really good ones out there. I loved Gogol’s The Overcoat when I had to read it for my French-Russian literature class and The Time Machine by H.G. Wells, even reading Huck Finn the second time around made me laugh at the satire that I overlooked before. Shakespeare and Edmund Spencer might give us a headache, but really it’s pretty awesome stuff once you figure out what they’re trying to say. But, let’s face it classic literature is vague with a capital ‘V.’
I guess one of the biggest reasons why I dislike classic lit is because of the language. It gives me a headache trying to figure out what the heck they’re trying to say. Sure, it’s English but the grammar back then was all funky and didn’t make sense. And also because I was forced to. When someone forces you to read something, of course you’re not going to like it. In fact, you rebel and decide that you dislike it. I also can’t relate to girls like Juliet from Romeo and Juliet. I like relating to the characters because it makes things easier to see what their motivations are and you can sympathize with them. Most of the characters I read in classic lit were stupidly selfish characters, but there are some stupidly selfish characters in YA lit too. Also, there is the chance that you get hit by the feels more in YA lit than in classic literature. I have never cried at the ending to The Awakening by Kate Chopin as compared to crying in Harry Potter in the Half Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling. Classic lit is not something I am emotionally invested in. I have to read it because I have to. While I do mostly read YA novels nowadays I can’t help but appreciate the beauty of some classic literature that I’ve read before and would like to reread one day.
However, classic literature does come with a price and that price is that there are absolutely no swoony boyfriends. Like none at all. Yes, it’s a tragic. Romeo is not swoony material or Hamlet or Holden from The Catcher in the Rye. They just aren’t my type of guys.
Whenever I read classic lit I almost imagine the guy characters to be old, someone way past my age. I can’t imagine people finding Mr. Darcy to be swoony in Pride and Prejudice, but hey I’m not judging you if you do. I did kind of have a thing for Colonel Brandon in Sense and Sensibility though (this was before watching the BBC version and my friend pointed out Alan Rickman was playing him). That’s just probably me. Seriously, I didn’t find that one guy from Wuthering Heights swoon-worthy. Maybe it’s why I perfer YA novels. It’s so much easy to read about fictional guys who are swoon-worthy than classic literature guys who sound pretentious.
Despite the lack of swoon-worthy guys, I’m glad that I read classics. There’s unexpected humor and even though it’s boring and so many pages it’s actually pretty rewarding after you finish one of those thick heavy books. Some of my favorites were Great Expectations by Charles Dickens, The Tempest by William Shakespeare, and “The Importance of Being Ernest” by Oscar Wilde. Once you get what they are “talking” about it’s so easy to be immerse in them.
Do you love classic literature? What was your favorite classic novel that you were “forced” to read in school?