To My "Group" in British Literature: Romantic to Modern

We came into the class not knowing each other at all. I remember walking into class, I'm not sure if it was the first or second day of class, after hiking up all 6 flights of stairs to get to the fourth floor (yeah 72 stairs up and down with a 15 pound backpack every Tuesday and Thursday - its good times), I saw this girl sitting in "my row" of any classroom.

My row is the back row on the left side. I sit in the back because I like to look at people and know where they are. I don't like having my back to them. Maybe its deep rooted trust issues, maybe its deep rooted self esteem, maybe I've watched too much Alias, I'll never know, nor do I really care. I just do it. The whole sitting on the left side thing I have no clue about, I just noticed it. (I tend to sit on the left side in church too - go figure).

 Anyway this girl's name was Callie I would later find out and before class commenced another girl sat down on the row too, and ate an apple. This was unusual. This was my last first class for my first semester at University of North Carolina at Greensboro, and I had yet to find the back row so popular.

The apple eater I soon discovered was named Ally. Yes, Callie and Ally. I think the teacher just got them straight last week, if they "switched names" on her though I don't think she'd notice. In her defense, she has a lot of students in that class alone.

Later on Amanda joined our group, with her newspaper. Yes again, Amanda sits in class and reads the paper, but I swear she can put it down and be (or sound like) the most well versed person in the class. Its a skill.

So there we are in the back. Amanda, Priscilla, Callie, and Ally, and let me tell you, we have some good times, mostly because the Good Lord gave each and everyone of us a dry sense of humor.

Let me tell you about this class. Its British Lit. I love the poems, and novels, the essays not so much. Its rare I read and comprehend those. Callie tends to not put much into concentrating on any reading, Ally seems to be somewhere in-between, but spends time putting mini post it bookmarks at each reading with the date and color coded to the section, so she looks super impressive. Amanda will read or not read, but she always reads the paper and always sounds intimidating so you can't ever tell.

I love these girls. I love that we sit in our corner in the back of the classroom offering Amanda and I's occasional insight to the conversation and do our own "thing".

As previously stated Amanda has a newspaper, I doodle house blueprints or list names (today Callie and I had a competition to think of the most names of one letter - I missed some really obvious ones like Dylan or Dwight! I mean come on). Callie organizes her planner and doodles everything and anything all over her notes. Ally eats her Granny Smith apple. Like clockwork.

If we are supposed to split up in groups of three to four, we've got it covered immediately. Inevitably Amanda and I will get into a debate, Ally will pull out her over organized anthology and Callie will tell everyone to shut up and get out of the group (while she's smiling - real hardcore I know). This class is one of my favorites for three reasons and they are as follows:

1) We get to read fun literature and learn about - I'm an English Major
2) I love the teacher and her style and approachability
3) Amanda, Callie, and Ally

Thanks you three, for invading my back row and being my friends. You make me laugh every Tuesday and Thursday for the hour and 15 minutes at the end of the day. 'Precsh.