It appeared to be a boring class, but one that was required: "Learning to enjoy literature". The first day we sat there --quiet, reserved, stoic-- waiting for class to begin. "Let's get started", boomed the long haired man as he jumped up on a chair to take attendance. And so it began! He loved teaching and he loved literature. He instilled that fire in us and it wasn't long before we were swept up in his enthusiasm. The classes kept getting better, but all too soon--it was over. I'll never forget that motivation factor and the best class I ever… >>>
