![]() ![]() Reading such passages when younger, I felt pummeled, played on, breathed upon. We’re played on on like a pipe our breath is not our own,” Dillard writes (15). “Something pummels us, something barely sheathed. I was struggling with religion, trying to understand my own beliefs, and Dillard’s environmental spirituality-deep and dark and unnerving in its questioning-felt like a new kind of communion. The first time I read it, I was a quiet, intense high school student who enjoyed gardening, writing, and hiking. Pilgrim at Tinker Creek is, without a doubt, my favorite book. It was the worst teaching moment I’ve had,” she said. ![]() “I once taught a book that I loved, and the students hated it. When I first assigned Annie Dillard’s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek in an environmental writing course, I immediately recalled a warning my mentor had given early in my teaching career. ![]()
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