"...as he tries to discern his sister among the rows of preadolescents squirming in their chairs like insect specimens that weren't asphyxiated before being pinned."
In the space between teaching Sophocles and Shakespeare I have not found a lot of extra time to read for fun but every night I try to get to Bee Season for a couple of minutes. It is so delightful. The wording is brilliantly simple - she says everything you have been trying to say for years but never had the words. Like describing the way my students look in class - this is it!
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