Oh my god, it’s been almost three decades since I’ve escaped high school and that title still nauseates me. The-book-that-shall-not-be-named was assigned to me in the 11th grade. I read the first three words, “Call me Ishmael” and lapsed into a deep coma. The book was long, the type was tiny and I knew better than to attempt to read it.
Instead, I did what any normal high school student would do and got the Cliff Notes. Remember Cliff Notes?
But even the Cliff Notes that served me so well with Great Expectations and The Scarlett Letter were unreadable in their Moby Dick versions. They were long and torturous and good lord, it’s a whale, get over it already!
Moby Dick is the book that steered me away from becoming an English major.
I had such a profound dislike for it that I asked some of my friends which books tortured them in high school. Click through to check the selections and add your own! Because together, we can heal.
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