I Hate Reflections (Part II)

I have always liked English classes because they are different from other classes. Math and science and history are all well and fine and necessary to get a good job; English may in fact be the most necessary. It is a nice break from the school day to learn more about yourself. Your writing style (I lean towards elementary school level rhyming patterns fyi), your opinion on things that others deem unimportant such as why "the classics" may not be so classic and why books today are just as powerful. I especially enjoyed the slam poems this year. I don't think I want to write a serious, emotional poem and perform it for the class, so I stay with humor. It is lighthearted and fun and I enjoy writing them. And if people tell me that it is not "real poetry" or doesn't measure up to the brilliant, sophisticated metaphor coated, emotional masterpiece that I "don't understand," I am perfectly fine with that. This has not been much of a reflection, but I think I've covered an important part of English class, and life. Do what you want- what  makes you happy- nothing else matters.