Feb 19, 2010
respite, respite and nepenthe
Each year that I've taught Poe (to the least likely of audiences, by the way), they've kind of fallen in love with "The Raven", almost all of them. Such is the genius of Poe.
Of course there will always be the odd student (or four) who will interrupt your lesson with a "What do 'nevermore' mean?"...you know, like after the fourth time discussing it.
Thankfully, the class will answer her on its own and indignantly explain it to her before you can even open your mouth.
These are the moments a teacher lives for...well, at least I do.
Even more thankfully, I don't have a Raven on the rosters this year. That poor girl got herself taunted unmercifully for months after we'd finished the poem.