i figured the tweet was about The Lotterry and everyone would go "Oh it's obviously a tweet about The Lottery" but nope.
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During online school we had to read about the "Edmund Fitzgerald" and there was a cringy song too. We were constantly being accused of skipping classes because zoom was under too much load and never loading, or would make 2 separate calls for some reason. Whole society under collapse and we had to uproot all of education just so we could learn that a fucking boat sank. THATS ALL THE UNIT WAS. Just a stupid boat sinking.
My cousin was a teacher during COVID, working in rural Australia.
There wasn't enough internet there for video, there was barely enough for email. So he was driving to a different student's house each day and teaching one kid at a time
I think he was only responsible for a handful of kids
That was the busiest time at work for me, I work in government information technology and my team was delivering a system to help businesses keep paying their locked down at home staff. We had to work in the office, in a place designed to hold a thousand people, but only twenty of us were there, until we were enabled to work from home
COVID was worse than any fiction I ever read. So many people died. So many people live-blogged their own deaths
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My senior year in high school, my English teacher started the year by having us turn in a list of all of the books we had read. My list was much longer than most of my classmates. He then assigned us books to read and report on based on some criteria (hypothesis: books that would make us miserable). I got assigned two existentialist plays, "Waiting for Godot" and "No Exit." I think those plays did permanent damage to my psyche.
(Sidenote: a classmate who didn't read very much got assigned Virginia Wolff. She thought it very unfair that I only had to rea d couple of plays.)
- "Gentlemen, your verdict" by Michael Bruce - trolley problem on a submarine (attention: weird vertical formatting)
- "Just Lather, That's All" by Hernando Téllez" - a barber during a civil war
The second one actually gave me half of a mental breakdown, but not because it was too violent for me.
One analysis that I read made the exact opposite conclusion that I made, and it showed me this: in the subject of English, two diametrically opposed points can both be equally correct! Nothing is fixed! Reality is mutable!
Also The Lottery, The Veldt, Harrison Bergeron (which others have already mentioned)
Snow Fox in second grade had the entire class sobbing.
That one with the little girl and mr beasly her "imaginary" friend
Alan and Naomi by Myron Levoy
It's a novel, but not a very long one.
The egg by Andy Weir