This week was the first week of school. It went just the same as any normal first day of schools does, reading syllabus after syllabus and doing basically doing anything to get out of taking a certain class. Basically the day was very monotonous but AP Literature and Composition did stand out in that we went outside and did an activity to help us remember things we did not want to forget. I really liked going around in a circle and sharing those things with the class just because it made us realize that we don’t know everyone as much as we thought. We have known each other since kindergarten or seventh grade, most of us have had the same classes since then and so we know each pretty well; however, that activity showed me in particular that we may not know each other as well as I thought.
After the first day of school we started to get into the swing of things, starting each day off with a poem read out loud, reading for our independent reading requirement, starting our creative writing document. The one thing that really stood out to me from the daily routine was the poems that were read each day. I don’t really read poems in my free time so having them read out loud really opened my eyes at some of them. The two poems that really stood out to me were Remember How We Forget, by Shane Koyczan and The Summer I was Sixteen, by Geraldine Connolly. These two stood out over the weeks poems because they in a way wrapped up the summer and got the ball rolling for the school year.