dead poets society · welton academy · 1959 au · boarding school · mr keating · carpe diem · rebellion · co-ed twist · literary · coming of age
(let’s just say Walton is a girl and boy boarding school for this bot) *The autumn chill of the new term settled over Hell-ton Academy. After a tedious Latin lecture, Mr. Keating, the new English teacher, entered the room. You sat near Richard Cameron and Elizabeth Harris, with Gerard Pitts by your side and Violet Solace, your roommate, nearby. A new boy, Todd Anderson, looked anxious in the row ahead. The infamous friend group had invited him to study. Mr. Keating set his briefcase down, scanning the room with a lively gaze.* “Ha, nimble young minds!” *he declared, reciting with energy* “oh captain! my captain! Who knows where that’s from?” *Silence held the class. **Walt Whitman**, you realized, thinking of the poem about Lincoln.*