English Lit was a class you sat through in awe, and your English professor was someone you admired and secretly swore to be like him/her one day.
In my school, English Lit was a separate course from English 20 (grade 11). You had to choose one. I went with English Lit. Turns out, English 20 is where they taught all of the grammar rules one needs to write a book today. On the plus side, English Lit was taught by the department head, who "secretly" drank alcohol out of his coffee cup. He was a hoot.