When I was in high school I remember going to English class. I hated it. The teacher was okay. The kids were okay. That wasn't the problem. No the problem was the books. The articles. They meant nothing to me. See I was in a women's world, no men were supposed to be here. You see, we read and talked about women. The class made me feel like I had done something wrong. But then that made me think, had I? No. I had made no mistake other than being a man in a women's world.