Monday, April 2, 2018
Tech Tip: Blogger Template
So I experimented with the Blogger design option, and actually found a theme I really like. I chose a theme I think was called "watermark" but it was plain and beige, but then I was able to change the color to a pretty mauve and adjust the font and text colors and I found something that is a lot less distracting than my old theme. I really like it!
Extra Credit Reading: Andersen Fairy Tales
-What about a princess is not as it should be? Do they not wear their crown in the right spot? Is their corset not cutting off enough of their circulation? I thought a princess was defined as the offspring of a king and queen, that does not seem to be that hard to verify
-Also the prince seems to have a pretty serious princess fetish Im just saying
-Why is a princess standing alone in the rain? Isn't there supposed to be like 40,000 servants surrounding her to help her breathe and everything?
-I like to look back in history at some really amazing princesses who championed for their subjects, and this story makes all princesses seem like the epitome of spoiled brats
-The emperor's new suit is HILARIOUS, I am just picturing some old guy staring at an empty loom oohing over how beautiful it is. That is fabulous. And then the emperor has to pretend he sees the clothes, and then put them on and walk in a parade. I don't know if I could rewrite this story, because it is just so hilarious to begin with. And the swindlers who were faking just eagerly weaving away at fabric that is not there. This might be my favorite story that I have read out of all of them.
-Haha, the world looked like a map- did they still think the earth was flat then?
-I think most great conquerers of the world think that they have conquered even God, but I have yet to read a story where they dare try. It seems like a lot of work for God to send an angel down and let the angel bleed and then for the man to continue to live, but maybe that is because God is forgiving. i did like that he was taken down by a little gnat
Story Source: Fairy Tales and Stories by Hans Christian Andersen, translated by H. P. Paull (1872).
-Also the prince seems to have a pretty serious princess fetish Im just saying
-Why is a princess standing alone in the rain? Isn't there supposed to be like 40,000 servants surrounding her to help her breathe and everything?
-I like to look back in history at some really amazing princesses who championed for their subjects, and this story makes all princesses seem like the epitome of spoiled brats
-The emperor's new suit is HILARIOUS, I am just picturing some old guy staring at an empty loom oohing over how beautiful it is. That is fabulous. And then the emperor has to pretend he sees the clothes, and then put them on and walk in a parade. I don't know if I could rewrite this story, because it is just so hilarious to begin with. And the swindlers who were faking just eagerly weaving away at fabric that is not there. This might be my favorite story that I have read out of all of them.
-Haha, the world looked like a map- did they still think the earth was flat then?
-I think most great conquerers of the world think that they have conquered even God, but I have yet to read a story where they dare try. It seems like a lot of work for God to send an angel down and let the angel bleed and then for the man to continue to live, but maybe that is because God is forgiving. i did like that he was taken down by a little gnat
(Image from Michael Clarke at Flickr)
Story Source: Fairy Tales and Stories by Hans Christian Andersen, translated by H. P. Paull (1872).
Week 11 Story: Brave's Fright
There was once a little boy named Brave, who was the son of the Chief of a great tribe. Brave was quite brave and strong, and everyone expected greatness out of him someday. However, he was also impulsive and mischievous, and quite known for getting into trouble. He had a band of six boys who followed him around like puppies and oohed and awed at his every stunt.
One day Brave came across a hollow in the ground, which he did not know was the grave of an old medicine woman. Assuming it was just the place of a dried out puddle, he tried to walk over it and tumbled and fell back. Confused, he tried once more and fell back on his face, with his bottom high in the air. At this point he could swear he heard the trees shaking their leaves in laughter and the wind giggling behind him. Brave shook his head and went home. The old men of the village told him that that was the grave site of an old medicine woman, and his six friends insisted he show them the next day.
The next day, Brave decided to play a prank on his friends and crawl in the grave to scare them. So he told them he would meet them at the grave, then went and painted his face white as a ghost and crawled in the grave. As he was waiting for his friends, he started hearing a faint chanting. The chanting grew louder and then an old woman whispered in his ear, "WHO ARE YOU?" Brave screamed and bolted upright. Right at this time the six boys had come upon the grave, and ran screaming through the woods as they thought they had saw a ghost. Brave followed them, scared senseless, and as he looked over his shoulder he saw a crinkled eyed old woman smiling and waving behind him. Brave ran screaming and crying into the middle of the village, to the waiting laughter of the old men.
Author's Note: This is based on the original story A Little Brave and a Medicine Woman. In the original story a boy does tumble and fall, but there is no ghost or laughing. Furthermore, the woman does not whisper in his ear, although the boy does think he hears chanting. I thought it would be fun to make Brave a little more cocky and to also give the grave a ghost with a sense of humor
Story source: Myths and Legends of the Sioux by Marie McLaughlin (1916).
One day Brave came across a hollow in the ground, which he did not know was the grave of an old medicine woman. Assuming it was just the place of a dried out puddle, he tried to walk over it and tumbled and fell back. Confused, he tried once more and fell back on his face, with his bottom high in the air. At this point he could swear he heard the trees shaking their leaves in laughter and the wind giggling behind him. Brave shook his head and went home. The old men of the village told him that that was the grave site of an old medicine woman, and his six friends insisted he show them the next day.
The next day, Brave decided to play a prank on his friends and crawl in the grave to scare them. So he told them he would meet them at the grave, then went and painted his face white as a ghost and crawled in the grave. As he was waiting for his friends, he started hearing a faint chanting. The chanting grew louder and then an old woman whispered in his ear, "WHO ARE YOU?" Brave screamed and bolted upright. Right at this time the six boys had come upon the grave, and ran screaming through the woods as they thought they had saw a ghost. Brave followed them, scared senseless, and as he looked over his shoulder he saw a crinkled eyed old woman smiling and waving behind him. Brave ran screaming and crying into the middle of the village, to the waiting laughter of the old men.
Author's Note: This is based on the original story A Little Brave and a Medicine Woman. In the original story a boy does tumble and fall, but there is no ghost or laughing. Furthermore, the woman does not whisper in his ear, although the boy does think he hears chanting. I thought it would be fun to make Brave a little more cocky and to also give the grave a ghost with a sense of humor
Story source: Myths and Legends of the Sioux by Marie McLaughlin (1916).
Week 11 Reading B: Sioux Unit
-It is interesting to have Iktomi's appearance described in such great detail, I have not really seen that in my other readings of the native american tales
-It would be terrible to not have a friend in the world, and I think particularly in the Native American culture where it seems they are very social to not even have an animal that is your friend is a testament to how bad of a person Iktomi is
-I wonder what it would sound like to have ducks singing
-When they all go into the hut to hear Iktomi singing, it really reminded me of a cult. I could turn this into a story where Iktomi runs into money problems and really needs help, so he creates a cult and invites people in, and they are heavily pushed to donate. But maybe one person investigates the cult and finds out the money is going to Iktomi. But Iktomi made part of being in the cult a requirement to not ask any questions, so by asking questions that person "opened his eyes". Something like that. And then of course when he runs away and goes home he would get robbed by someone else, and maybe the robbers beat him up because they found out he has a bunch of money in his house from the cult. It could be set in modern day and maybe the news advertised that a cult leader made away with like $20,000 worth of offerings given by cult members.
-In the rewrite Iktomi could have really elaborate ceremonial garb that he puts on when he begins to recruit people for the cult and they all come to see this grand show that he puts on and they get sucked into the way he sings and dances and the shows he does and then he asks them to give their life savings to the cult.
This story is part of the Sioux unit. Story source: Old Indian Legends by Zitkala-Sa (1901).
-It would be terrible to not have a friend in the world, and I think particularly in the Native American culture where it seems they are very social to not even have an animal that is your friend is a testament to how bad of a person Iktomi is
-I wonder what it would sound like to have ducks singing
-When they all go into the hut to hear Iktomi singing, it really reminded me of a cult. I could turn this into a story where Iktomi runs into money problems and really needs help, so he creates a cult and invites people in, and they are heavily pushed to donate. But maybe one person investigates the cult and finds out the money is going to Iktomi. But Iktomi made part of being in the cult a requirement to not ask any questions, so by asking questions that person "opened his eyes". Something like that. And then of course when he runs away and goes home he would get robbed by someone else, and maybe the robbers beat him up because they found out he has a bunch of money in his house from the cult. It could be set in modern day and maybe the news advertised that a cult leader made away with like $20,000 worth of offerings given by cult members.
-In the rewrite Iktomi could have really elaborate ceremonial garb that he puts on when he begins to recruit people for the cult and they all come to see this grand show that he puts on and they get sucked into the way he sings and dances and the shows he does and then he asks them to give their life savings to the cult.
This story is part of the Sioux unit. Story source: Old Indian Legends by Zitkala-Sa (1901).
Artist Gertrude Spaller's rendition of Iktomi in the story Iktomi and the Ducks (Source)
Week 11 Reading A: Sioux Unit
-I like to think of the medicine woman as kind of a trickster, someone who is giggling as the boy keeps stumbling. Maybe in the rewrite he will hear the trees shaking their leaves in laughter and the wind giggling as it passes over his behind sticking up in the air from where it had fallen
-Brave would be strong and mischievous, and I see his six little groupies following him around the village waiting to ooh and awe at his every move. Maybe he will be the chief's son, bred for greatness and leadership
-I am very confused, because it says when Brave rushed to the village he was as badly scared as the rest and he ran to his mother's tent. Was the thin quavering voice that they said was like an old woman's not Brave's, but actually the medicine woman's?
-In the rewrite I would like Brave to be laying down in the grave when he hears a rushing through the wind, and a whisper of chanting like an old medicine woman would do. When he looks over he sees a pair of wise old eyes. Brave screams and bolts straight up, and that is when his friends see him and run away. Following that, Brave runs into the village and scares all of the women, etc. Basically I would like the medicine woman's ghost to play a much more active part in the story, and be pretty mischievous in teaching Brave a lesson about playing jokes on his friends. Maybe I could open up about Brave having some disdain for the medicine man currently. Maybe he thinks that it is a different time and that those kinds of things do not work any more. Maybe his father is telling him a ghost story and Brave scoffs at it because he does not believe in ghosts
This story is part of the Sioux unit. Story source: Myths and Legends of the Sioux by Marie McLaughlin (1916).
-Brave would be strong and mischievous, and I see his six little groupies following him around the village waiting to ooh and awe at his every move. Maybe he will be the chief's son, bred for greatness and leadership
-I am very confused, because it says when Brave rushed to the village he was as badly scared as the rest and he ran to his mother's tent. Was the thin quavering voice that they said was like an old woman's not Brave's, but actually the medicine woman's?
-In the rewrite I would like Brave to be laying down in the grave when he hears a rushing through the wind, and a whisper of chanting like an old medicine woman would do. When he looks over he sees a pair of wise old eyes. Brave screams and bolts straight up, and that is when his friends see him and run away. Following that, Brave runs into the village and scares all of the women, etc. Basically I would like the medicine woman's ghost to play a much more active part in the story, and be pretty mischievous in teaching Brave a lesson about playing jokes on his friends. Maybe I could open up about Brave having some disdain for the medicine man currently. Maybe he thinks that it is a different time and that those kinds of things do not work any more. Maybe his father is telling him a ghost story and Brave scoffs at it because he does not believe in ghosts
This story is part of the Sioux unit. Story source: Myths and Legends of the Sioux by Marie McLaughlin (1916).
Betsy Thunder, medicine woman of the Ho-Chunk tribe in Wisconsin, 1913 (Source)
Tech Tip: Canvas Mobile App
I was actually surprised by how pretty and user-friendly the app was. I remember the old app (D2L) was terrible for me and not even worth downloading but this one seems to be really quick and I like how similar it is to the actual website. I will definitely use this and it will be nice not to have to sign in and out so much. I installed this on my iPhone. It will also be really nice for using the messaging system inside of canvas.
Extra Credit Reading Notes: Tales of a Parrot
-This is the most eloquent parrot I have ever heard. I am giving him the voice of the parrot from Aladdin, and would like to rewrite a story in which he is quite funny and snarky on top of being intelligent
- I feel bad for Khojisteh, I know she loves her husband but six months without seeing him is a very long time, particularly in a society such as the one she lived in where women were not allowed to go where they wanted and do what they please
-The parrot is much smarter than the other bird, I did not expect Khojisteh to be so violent and to slam the bird against the ground and kill it. This reminds me of the arabian nights tales where the girl is telling tales to preserve her life, this must be a common theme in this region
-It would be terrible to have all of your feather plucked off, I think in my retelling I would have the parrot make the woman pluck every hair from her head so she knows what it feels like
-I like that in this story the male, who is supposed to be the head of the household and know everything that is going on, in reality has no idea what is going on and is kind of just a pawn in the scheme that is between the parrot and the woman. I also like that this story allows for mistakes without it having to ruin the woman's whole life.
- I think this story could be turned really funny, the parrot and the woman could live in the burial ground for forty days and become good, sarcastic friends.
-It is interesting how intelligent and respected parrots are in these stories, I had no idea they had such a reputation
Source: This story is part of the Tales of a Parrot unit. Story source: The Tooti Nameh or Tales of a Parrot, by Ziya'al-Din Nakhshabi (1801).
- I feel bad for Khojisteh, I know she loves her husband but six months without seeing him is a very long time, particularly in a society such as the one she lived in where women were not allowed to go where they wanted and do what they please
-The parrot is much smarter than the other bird, I did not expect Khojisteh to be so violent and to slam the bird against the ground and kill it. This reminds me of the arabian nights tales where the girl is telling tales to preserve her life, this must be a common theme in this region
-It would be terrible to have all of your feather plucked off, I think in my retelling I would have the parrot make the woman pluck every hair from her head so she knows what it feels like
-I like that in this story the male, who is supposed to be the head of the household and know everything that is going on, in reality has no idea what is going on and is kind of just a pawn in the scheme that is between the parrot and the woman. I also like that this story allows for mistakes without it having to ruin the woman's whole life.
- I think this story could be turned really funny, the parrot and the woman could live in the burial ground for forty days and become good, sarcastic friends.
-It is interesting how intelligent and respected parrots are in these stories, I had no idea they had such a reputation
Source: This story is part of the Tales of a Parrot unit. Story source: The Tooti Nameh or Tales of a Parrot, by Ziya'al-Din Nakhshabi (1801).
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