...I really don't know what to say. There I was, struggling with deep meaning, imagery, symbolism--too much pride (I really need to get a grip on that)--writing stuff people didn't get, because whatever I thought I was saying wasn't what was getting through. But that "green" essay? "The Day I Realized I Liked Green" totally got me a 98.
It's the most hackneyed, cliched, purple-prose, literary wannabe bit of angst-ridden tripe I've ever written, complete with 100% on the nose dialog. Little did I know, under the bushel where I hide my light, there actually "is" a light. I thought the woman was going to chew me up one side and down the other.
She patted me on the back instead--it was too weird.
...your imagery throughout was very effective, and the way you develop ideas is engaging. Well done!
My mouth totally dropped open. *happy dance* After years and years, I finally "got" college level writing.