Last Academic English / Lit class

Had my last Academic English class in high school today. Here are all the books/essays assigned in class or as summer reading from Y3-Y4! Looking back on what we have been through, it's all about reading, writing, listening, speaking, learning to critically analyse and to love and to appreciate the wonders in life. It is a miraculous adventure and I can't believe we've come along such a long path. I remembered how I struggled to recognise the handwriting (hmm) on the whiteboard in the first few classes, how I worked till midnight for a month to draft the Sherlock Holmes radio drama, how I had arguments with Miss (uhm we still do so in Linguistics class, unfortunately), how the whole class laughed together about sth, how I got nervous whenever I met Ms Malone (my interviewer in Y3), how English Language topics were introduced and discussed from totally different perspectives, how I fell from that lovely shaking chair (eeek Chesterton!), how our mindmaps occupied the glass walls and our plot diagrams occupied the windows. 
From 203 to 402, these sparkles of English Lit lit up the two years. 
To share a secret. I was afraid of literature before I read A Study in Scarlet. I never thought I would be interested in Lit until we had those brilliant E.E.Cummings poems and MacBeth last SEP (omg it's been a year...I miss that grasshopper, those 26 lines) . I never knew Lit was a second-to-none (no, second-to-Linguistics-and-British-History) adventure until I realised words were heavy after reading The Book Thief. I never knew how cruel Totalitarianism was until I met Orwell. I never knew books and the moon mattered that much until I read Fahrenheit 451°. I never knew the ultimate costs of growing up and the value of a sacrifice until I read The Ocean at the End of the Lane. 
Thanks Miss...!
Oh, sorry I still cannot catch the markers when you throw them at us in class lol...
But if we have chances to practise more, I promise it's gonna be better! 
And I wish we could have more chances.