Wife, technophile, bibliophile, and student who obsesses over the latest gadget and political drama. I read compulsively. It's an addiction really. I also blog.
I just finished with Alice in Wonderland for my course, and while I was searching for deeper meaning I found one truth about the reading of this book. It's simply more enjoyable to read this nonsense book without a since of purpose (or porpoise as the case may be).
I had never read this delightful tale, but I had watched both the Disney version and the recent remake. I have also played the video game (which though a slow start I enjoyed immensely). To me Alice in Wonderland has always been more of trip down insane-ville than an enjoyable experience.
Not so with the book, yes it's still as trippy as all the other media based on it, but I found myself sucked into this world where nothing is what it seems. The riddles made me smile, and audacious Alice was endlessly endearing.
I did in the end find a deeper meaning for the tale, although I'm not too sure on it's validity. I find that whatever meaning a piece of art has for the viewer is likely the one that is needed for the viewer and many English classes try to push a certain view instead of one that is natural. My deeper meaning of Alice in Wonderland is simply, "Nothing is what it seems to be and everything requires a deeper exploration before coming to a conclusion."