I get the over analyzing thing, but I think that really comes down to the style of teaching. I had some good teachers and bad teacher, teachers, and with a good teacher teachers, I did enjoy literary analysis as long as it didn’t get too bogged down in the analysis and two departed from actually enjoying the peace of literature we were analyzing.
And I’m particularly glad that I still have those skills for analysis as an adult.
“Weird weather? It’s Nazi time!”
What the fuck is wrong with these people?