Welcome to Dual Credit English!
Kimberly Athans, M.Ed., M.A., A.B.D.
Doctoral Candidate, Literacy, Sam Houston State University
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English 2332/2333: World Lit I & I
English 1301/1302: Composition & Rhetoric I & II
Tutorials M-F 2:35-4:30
Welcome to Dual Credit English! Students can earn up to 12 hours of transferable credits for college English by taking dual credit English 3 in their junior year and dual credit English 4 in their senior year. In these classes students will study rhetoric and composition, critical reading/multiple genres of literature, vocabulary, literary terms and grammar. Both courses contain a strong research component and require that students read the assigned and choice texts and respond to their readings in writing, discussion, lit circle group meetings, and presentations. Both courses will prepare students for the level of critical reading, textual engagement, analysis and writing that they will encounter in college.
2017 SUMMER READING:
DC Seniors: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Dc Juniors & Seniors: Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott
DC Juniors: The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Seniors: We will be working on your college essay the first month of school, and it will be your first major grade. Please do not feel rushed in this process. It is one of the most important aspects of your application that showcases who you are. College Admissions committees do not look at your application until after the deadline, so it is better to take your time with the process and write a strong college essay than write it and have it sit in a file somewhere for several weeks.
ALso, please purchase a copy of Macbeth by William Shakespeare. We will begin reading it in November. I prefer that you do not use the No Fear Shakespeare version. The yale and Folger versions are good. We will be reading it together in class (listening to it performed and taking notes together)so you will not need any critical notes.
Congratuations to my published writers
in the Lone Star College
Writing Across the Curriculum Journal:
2011 Lane Herman-narrative essay
2012 Clare Spaulding-personal memoir
2013 Lucy Fang-ad analysis
2014 Jeff Mitchell-poem explication
2015 Kayleigh Boll, Ad Analysis
There are two ways of looking at education.
Some students choose to see education as a means to an end.
In this perspective, the classes they take have the purpose of introducing them to specific skills that will help them find employment or get a better job.
Other students prefer to see education as an end in itself. In this perspective, the main purpose that classes serve is one of enrichment. Such students believe that the most important things we learn in any class are not necessarily measurable. In these students' views, education allows us to better understand ourselves and others, thus preparing us to participate more fully in the worlds around us.
Most students would probably describe their own outlooks as combining elements from the above two. However, no matter where you fall in these categories, the study of English will benefit you in innumerable ways.
Many English majors have gone to work in a variety of fields, such as business, communications, management training programs, education, advertising, law, and social services. Why? Because talking and writing about literature, in all its forms, require and hone one's creative, communication, and critical thinking skills, and all of these skills help make someone a more attractive job candidate.
Moreover, studying literature helps us to see and understand the world.
As Nadine Gordimer contends, "Writing is making sense of life."
The TWHS English Department offers a variety of English courses. Each one reflects the unique perspective and approach of its teacher and students. There is one constant among them, however: all of these classes, the ideas that they raise, the questions that they address, and the thoughts that they help express will stay with you, in a variety of ways, long after the final class has met.
Literature Circles: Students will read four outside novels each year. They may choose from the following list:
Junior Dual Credit Lit Circle Titles:
A Farewell to Arms
A Lesson Before Dying
A Separate Peace
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
As I lay Dying
Catcher in the Rye
House on Mango Street
Joy Luck Club
The Bell Jar
The Grapes of Wrath
The Scarlet Letter
The Secret Life of Bees
Tuesdays with Morrie
Senior Dual Credit Lit Circle Titles:
A Farewell to Arms
Brave New World
Crime & Punishment
East of Eden
I know Why the Caged Bird Sings
Life with a Star
Lord of the Flies
One Hundred Years of Solitude
Pride & Prejudice
Shadow of the Wind
The Joy Luck Club
Tuesdays with Morrie
Where I'm From
San Diego, California
I am from brown pecky cedar walls and rust shag carpet, from Bon
Ami and a sharp scouring pad, from rich journals bound in dark brown
leather with crème frayed pages.
I am from lonely days spent as an only child reading on the back porch
soaking up the California sunlight, or watching Mr. Rogers Neighborhood
with a handful of Oreos and strawberry milk in my Old Poway Dairy Farm sippy cup.
I am from a tan stucco house on the hill framed in terra cotta tile, from
king palms and stark white and beige everything inside. . .
I am from tumbleweeds and bike rides through wide open spaces to
711 for a big gulp and a dinosaur egg that lasted through the entire
episode of Charlie’s Angels, from press on nails and candy lip sticks
and candy cigarettes that puffed white sugar when we blew on them.
I am from charred mountain tops and wild fires, from beautiful
succulents in teal and lime green, from oleander and the sweet smell
of jasmine, and a marine layer that lingered most mornings.
I am from thick homemade spaghetti with rich sauce, from bourbon on
the rocks and the music of Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin.
I am from craft fairs and a metal Wonder Woman lunch box, from
stories read on my mother’s lap when she had a minute to spend with
I am from nights spent listening to the Bee Gees and Christopher
Cross with ear phones bigger than saucers in the big brown rocker to
ease my racing mind and help me fall asleep. . .
I am from “children are made to be seen and not heard”, and from
“Stop crying before I give you something to cry about.”
I am from two years that will forever be stamped upon my heart, 1977
and 2008, when my parents divorced; twice. I am from a first love
who saved my life.
I am from holiday dinners that were perfect, and table settings from a
magazine, and never leave a glass on a table without a coaster.
I am from the salty frothy Pacific and the bread baskets and fresh
tomatoes of southern Italy, from homemade rich chocolate cake and
chicken catchatori simmering in the crock pot all day long.
I am from skiing in freshly packed powder every winter, from trips to
the Laguna Art Festival every summer, and from weekend excursions
to used book stores.
I am from long walks through the trees, and days spent thinking about
things. From an old typewriter and the click of its keys, and shelves
lined with books I may never read.
I am from the velvety red curtains and bright lights of the stage, to the
mahogany floors of my college classrooms, from little wooden desks
and windows that peeked at courtyards, the backdrops of my days
spent perching my dreams on my elbow. . .
I am from digging my toes in the sand and staring at the wonder of
the sunset, from crashing waves on the rocky shore and rolled tacos
From the importance of dreams and the passion to teach, from the miracle
of children, and the blessings of true love.
If I Had My Life to Live Over
I'd dare to make more mistakes next time.
I'd relax. I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would take more trips.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles but I'd
have fewer imaginary ones.
You see, I'm one of those people who live sensibly
and sanely hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I've had my moments and if I had it to do over
again, I'd have more of them. In fact,
I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments.
One after another, instead of living so many
years ahead of each day.
I've been one of those people who never go anywhere
without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat
and a parachute.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot
earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
If I had it to do again, I would travel lighter next time.
I would go to more dances.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.
By Nadine Stair (age 85)
from Condensed Chicken Soup for the Soul
Copyright 1996 by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen & Patty Hansen