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Wednesday, August 11, 2004
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Frank McCourt is Crying

As my departure for college is fast approaching, I am reminded of the homework I have already been assigned that I have yet to finish. I am supposed to read a book called Hunting for Hope for Honors College. It's by a guy named Scott Russell Sanders. I've never read anything else he's written and don't plan to. I've had this book since June and simply cannot seem to finish it. It's that bad. I love to read and will if I have something worth reading, and I've decided this book is not worth my time. It goes from the guy's vacation in the mountains with his son to different reasons he finds for hope. These chapters on hope are full of what The Chote would call fluff. It appears that ol' Scott is just trying to fill a page, and I've had my fill of reading BS and do not wish to be subjected to more for a college class.

The whole freshman honors class will be attending a retreat in September during which we will have the "priviledge" of meeting with Scott Russell Sanders and discussing his book with him. Oh if only I could say "your book sucks," and not be frowned upon by the honors staff and other students. For our meals during the retreat we will have vegetarian alternatives, and I can't help but wonder if this is done out of respect for Mr. Sanders because from what I can tell, he's a liberal, and I'm sure he would be at home with vegetarians. He's also a Quaker, but I'm not quite sure what to make of that.

In conclusion (to this long, stupid nonsense), if you want to read an inspiring, witty, meaningful, enjoyable book, I suggest you pick up a copy of Scottish Girls About Town or Angela's Ashes, however, if you're looking for a boring book that goes nowhere, Hunting for Hope is the one for you.

Man, I need to convoginate,
seashell


 
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