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Kim
by Rudyard Kipling
Putting issues of imperialism and race aside, Kim is a wonderfully told story about a rascally boy searching for his own racial and cultural identity. Kipling has a storyteller's way with words and a deep affection for all of his characters and the country in which they roam.
I had a history teacher in high school whose parents named him after the protagonist in this book, and I guess it turned out to be a fitting name, for he too is a rascal. I had him for history twice, once when I was a freshman, and once when I was a senior, and I also had him for psychology. Dude is smart. He went to Harvard. It's totally not his fault that I used to fall asleep in his class, even when I was sitting in the front row. His voice was so soothing! But he was cool about it. Instead of being a dick, he just gave me a stupid nickname. The kid who sat next to me got one too. His real name was Nick, but together we were Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee. I think I was Dum. Also when we weren't falling asleep (or paying attention), we took turns "going to bathroom," which mostly consisted of doing laps around the building just for the fun of it.
Good trip down memory lane, Ashley.
I had a history teacher in high school whose parents named him after the protagonist in this book, and I guess it turned out to be a fitting name, for he too is a rascal. I had him for history twice, once when I was a freshman, and once when I was a senior, and I also had him for psychology. Dude is smart. He went to Harvard. It's totally not his fault that I used to fall asleep in his class, even when I was sitting in the front row. His voice was so soothing! But he was cool about it. Instead of being a dick, he just gave me a stupid nickname. The kid who sat next to me got one too. His real name was Nick, but together we were Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee. I think I was Dum. Also when we weren't falling asleep (or paying attention), we took turns "going to bathroom," which mostly consisted of doing laps around the building just for the fun of it.
Good trip down memory lane, Ashley.