10th subject for SPM...English Literature.

First day of tuition taught by Shaun's mother, my apologies for not knowing her name.

Overall I think the subject sufficiently difficult as compared to Add-Maths, yet with the freedom of expressing your self-opinions related to the question.But yet unlike the conventional comprehension-based Literature we study in English, this subject requires a skill to reading the material.

For a first lesson we learned how to critical read and we studied our first short story,The Cinderella Girl.The theme and conflict of this story is much clearly related to how teenagers live these days, being sternly self conscious,snobbish and vain.And yet there is the fraction of the society living as outcasts, scorned and despised.But between the two is a character(namely Edward), who's brought up to self-conceit while having an inner psyche to tell him otherwise.Just like most teens these days Edward is aware of being wrong but tries to earn a status by achieving the society's expectations.



anyone interested to take the subject may look for shaun thomas from 4S or just leave a comment by the comment box.The teacher is currently looking for more students for a more discussable study group.thx.

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