I remember the class more than the book itself. For some good and some bad reasons. Our teacher was very passionate and had some moments where the whole class was stuck because she was drawing from interpretations I didn't get at the time. The first time it was because I was bad at making assumptions.
"What's a moment in this chapter that shows that Whatshisname has gone Full Evil?" I dunno, the pig rape was pretty bad. But it wasn't in that chapter. I was supposed to pick out the fact that the kid sharpened both ends of his stick, but frankly, if they were really about to have an island war, that just seems like a practical measure. Or, it would have seemed like a practical measure had the guy not already proven himself to be a vile spaz. I dunno.
The second time the class was so stumped that we actually got kept after class, but this was the most important part so I guess it was justified. I was bad at keeping certain things in mind the whole way through because it was a book I was forced to read in small pieces over a way longer time than I would've ordinarily read a book, but the parallel of Lord of the Flies all happening on this island with kids, and then them getting picked up on the ship at the end that belonged to a Navy fighting WWII, was a very neat moment that made my tiny highschool freshman brain go "Woah".
