[April showers
bring May flowers, and May flowers bring, besides
Pilgrims, the end of another semester. So this week I’ll share a few
reflections from my Spring
2019 semester, leading up to a special weekend post on what’s ahead for the
summer and beyond. I’d love to hear your Spring reflections in comments!]
On how a class
full of writers can offer distinct and valuable takes on a familiar text.
As I mentioned
in the
preview post for last fall’s Major American Authors of the 20th
Century course, I decided to add to that syllabus a book I had never taught
before: our 2018-2019 Fitchburg State Community Read book, Celeste
Ng’s Everything I Never Told You
(2014). Through the work in that class, as well as other Community Read events
including my own series-opening
lecture on American immigration histories and stories and some
conversations about it with Adult Learning in the Fitchburg Area (ALFA) students,
I’ve spent a good bit of the last year thinking and talking about Ng’s novel. So
when I decided to use it as the Literature text in this semester’s section of my
English
Studies Senior Capstone class (we read one shared text for each of our
department’s four concentrations; the last couple times I had used Chimamanda
Ngozi Adichie’s wonderful novel Americanah
in that Literature slot), I imagined these conversations about Everything would run parallel to those
others of which I’ve been part throughout the year.
To some degree
that was true—we talked a lot about the themes of culture and heritage, of
immigration and ethnicity, of gender and sexuality that Ng interweaves throughout
her novel; and talked as well about how she links those issues to specific,
complex characters
like college-bound Nath. But if there’s one overarching through-line in my
Capstone course (and really in the class by default, although I believe I do
emphasize it even more than some of my colleagues when they teach the class),
it’s writing: the students are working on assembling and framing their Senior
Portfolios, a departmental graduation requirement; we read multiple books that
focus on writing, including Steven King’s wonderful On
Writing: A Memoir of the Craft; and we talk throughout the semester about
how, whichever track the students are officially part of, they all have the
potential to be Professional Writers (one of our tracks) if they are
interested. And as my many years of reading those senior portfolios have made
clear, that’s not just a hypothetical concept—our English Studies majors, all
of them, do indeed graduate with diverse and deep training in writing, and thus
bring those experiences and skills to their readings of any and all literary
texts.
When it came to
their readings of Ng’s novel in particular, this class full of writers opened
up a couple of aspects of the text on which I had not focused nearly as much in
my many prior engagements with it. One central focus of our discussions was the
very precise and nuanced way that Ng uses narration and perspective—in some
ways the novel is narrated by a conventional third-person omniscient narrator,
one who can move between different characters’ perspectives and also exists
outside of any of them; but both the suddenness with which she makes those
moves (sometimes within a single sentence) and the ambiguities that she leaves
in each perspective (tied to the titular ideas of what we do and don’t say,
share, and know) distinguish her use of that conventional literary device. Moreover,
our discussions also touched a good bit on the novel’s complex status as a
historical novel that features multiple time periods/settings, and thus briefly
but importantly introduces pop culture contexts (for example) from across those
distinct eras. That’s one of those writing skills that is easily overlooked,
but few things are more important in a novel about history, culture, identity,
and community than such contextual details. Thanks to sharing Ng’s novel with
this class full of writers, I had the chance to think a good bit more about
such vital elements of writing.
Last reflection
tomorrow,
Ben
PS. What do you
think? Spring reflections you’d share?
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