Thursday, March 31, 2016

Week 10 Reading Diary; Tejas Legends

Tejas Legends Reading B

Why Hummingbirds Drink Only Dew
-Hummingbirds do not drink water like others birds, they actually drink flower nectar.  Intersting that they drink their body weight or more in nectar each day.
 
The Maiden Who Loved a Star
-"Life is too great a gift tone flung aside" I love this quote! I also like how at the end of the story the maiden and the sky youth ended up together.

Old Quanah's Gift
-I love how the blanket maker used herbs, roots, and flowers to make the dye for the color of the blankets.  I also liked how he didn't make any blankets alike.  I would love to see how beautiful this blanket was with the sun shinning bright in the middle. Also it was really cool that they decided the blanket maker was the one who should have the blanket.


How Sickness Entered the World
How were the boys suppose to know that the snake was the messenger. I feel that they should have been told that before hand and then maybe they wouldn't have killed him out of fear, and the spirit wouldn't be angry, and there would still be no sickness.

Why the Irises Hold Hands
-Story about a flood that was sent by an angry God to destroy a proud people.  It reminded me of the flood our God sent, but of course his was for another reason than to destroy someone proud. Intrerting turn around.

The Pecan Tree's Best Friend
-A good story about learning how important is to take time out of your own day to do something for someone else. It reminds you and is good practice to not be selfish and more selfless.

When The Rainbow Was Torn
-I liked how the described a rainbow with all the different types of flowers on the cactus.

Paisano, Hater of the Rattlesnake
-A nasty story about two characters who do awful things back and forth to each other just out of spite.

Maidens Who Broke a Drought
-The plant in this story is a plant that grows there is a lot of moisture. For example a runoff in a river canyon or gulch.

The Cottonwood Remembers
-Interesting story about why cottonwood trees produce cottony fluff that allows its seeds to travel for a long way on the wind before falling to the ground.

Why the Dog's Ears Flop
-This was not what I expected to read when I read the title. It was actually really sad to why the dogs have floppy ears.
 

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Week 9, Reading Diary- Tejas Legends

Week 9, Reading Diary



When the Storm God Rids
-The only thing living on the islands are birds, and basically this whole story is focused around an evil bird.  I feel bad for the birds that are getting their colorful feathers plucked out. 

How the North Wind Lost His Hair
-Its fun that the north and south wind communicate with each other.  I liked how the north winds as old with long thick gray hair.  And how the south wind dances when he beats the north in a fight. 

The Plant That Grows in Trees
-Enjoyed that the mistletoe comes to life, it was sweet that the thunder bird wanted to help the mistletoe not die.  Interesting way to explain why mistletoe keeps growing in the trees.

Why the Woodpecker Pecks
-It was cute how they described the woodpecker as a little man in a black coat and a red hat.  It just seems funny that once they started eating these buttons they got super lazy and just rolled around on the ground having strange visions.. sounds like drugs to me. 

The Woodpecker’s Stumpy Tail
-Frog warns the villagers that a flood is coming, but they just laughed at him.  They should have listen to the frogs, because the flood came and they panicked.

Old Woolly Bird’s Sacrifice
-What a touching story symbolizing the magnolia flower, I feel that everything in the story was described with beauty.

A Tribe That Left Its Shoes
-Cute idea to say that orchids use to look like moccasin because Indians used them as shoes a long time ago.  I liked that they realized that they were happy and wise so they did not spend my time fighting.

The Cloud That Was Lost
-This was reading about the different varieties of the phlox flower that grows in Texas. 

The Swift Blue One
-Story about a blue horse and Indians that are first seeing horses for the first time.  They feared these horses.  It was funny they thought they had to speak in horse language. 
Grandmother River’s Truck
-Story about a variety of garfish, and the largest is the alligator gar.  I’m glad that Grandmother River finally came around for the little fish so that they could play around as pleased and be safe from the mouths of the garfish.


Monday, March 14, 2016

Week 2, Storytelling: 'Tommy's Hope'

“Tommy’s Hope”


Tommy was one of the nicest boys you could ever meet at Thompson Middle School.  You probably wouldn't know this very well, because he didn't talk or socialize much.  Tommy was a bright kid with a bright future; all of his teachers thoroughly enjoyed his schoolwork, especially his language arts teacher.  The only thing that held Tommy back from school was his home life. 

You see Tommy wasn’t as privileged as all the other students at his school.  Most of the kids came from wealthy backgrounds, and all lived in fancy neighborhoods, in huge two-story houses.  Thompson Middle School was a rather small school due to being a private school.  In fact to be able to attend school there you either had to have the money to pay or pass an extremely hard placement test.  Tommy’s family obviously didn't have the money to pay for the tuition, or hardly enough for dinner every night for his family.  This is why he was required to take the placement test; since he passed with flying colors Tommy received a full scholarship and free tuition to attend the middle school. 

To the other kids Tommy seemed like a normal type of student that went to Thompson since he wore the same uniform and attended the same classes.  On the school bus route Tommy was the last stop and this is exactly how he liked it.  Tommy lived in the nearest trailer park that just happened to be past the rich neighborhoods.  The school bus ride was the worst part of Tommy’s day.  Not only did he sit there by himself, but he had to ride through all the neighborhoods and watch the other kids run into their houses which seemed liked mansions to Tommy.  Tommy dreamed of one day having a family and living in one of those neighborhoods, and he knew education was the key to his success; this is why tried Tommy stayed low and only worried about himself. 

The other students didn't talk to Tommy much unless they were informing him that he couldn’t sit because that seat was already taken.   Some of his classmates would call him weird or nerdy, but Tommy always just shrugged it off because he knew that it was because they didn't live in the same type of neighborhood. 

Tommy had two little brothers and they lived with his mom and dad, in the second trailer home in the park.  Most nights he shared a twin size bed with his little brothers while his mom and dad shared the bigger bed in the trailer.  Tommy depended on school for breakfast and lunch, but ate at home the nights his mom could get food.  Tommy’s mom worked at a gas station, and his dad was a deadbeat with no job spending money they didn't have getting drunk all day.  Most nights Tommy and his brothers only had bread to eat for dinner, and sometimes they split some Ramen noodles.  Tommy’s favorite dinners were when his mom got to bring home left over gas station food that didn't sell all day. It might have tasted a little burnt, but it was better than just some bread. 

Every morning Tommy assured his little brothers made it to school before he worked his way towards Thompson by hopping on a city bus instead of the school bus.  He usually arrived on time and could sneak off the bus without the other students seeing him.  One morning the city bus got overheated and broke down causing Tommy to be an hour late to class. When his classmates saw that he got off the city bus they questioned him on why he was riding that filthy public bus, and why his mom or dad didn't drop him off. All he could think to tell them was because his parents' car was in the shop, when in reality they didn’t even own a car.  It wasn’t until Tommy's family had no water to shower with that the other students started to realize that he was different from them.  Tommy started to smell awful; it got so bad that you could smell Tommy from the end of the hall.  Tommy knew he had a problem, but there was nothing he could do about it.  The other students started calling him names and keeping their distance even more than before with him.  Tommy felt more and more lonely and disgusted with himself as the days went on.  Not to mention he was receiving harsher hatred from the other students.

Tommy contemplated running away but he couldn't leave his brothers, and he knew that there was no way that he could take them with him and survive.  So instead of running away, Tommy had to just deal with it like he dealt with the rest of the awful situations in his life. He knew that he had to take the teasing that his classmates gave him because he understood that they were different from each other.    

One day his language arts teacher asked Tommy to stay after class to talk.  Once all the other students left, she asked him how long it had been since he had a shower and washed his clothes.  He explained to her that it been a little over two weeks.  His teacher without any hesitation offered him a safe place to shower and wash his clothes, but Tommy only took the offer if his brothers could join him.  Of course his teacher didn't hesitate and she and Tommy went to pick up his brothers so they could finally shower.  After they had showered they waited on their clothes to dry. While waiting his teacher cooked them some dinner.  This was the first homemade dinner Tommy had ever received in a very long time, so it took him a total of a minute to scarf down the food.  Because his teacher had been so nice to him and his brothers, he knew there was hope for him and his brothers, as long as he stayed on track and didn't let the other students bring him down.    


Author's Note: For my readings this week I read different stories from the Aesop for Children (Illustrated by Winter).  In all of these stories I noticed that they each had their own way of explaining some sort of important life lesson.  I modeled my story of Tommy of “The Boys and the Frogs,"  which explains that we should always think of others before our actions affect them in a worse way.  In the story “The Boys and the Frogs,” the boys were hurting the frogs without noticing, and in Tommy’s world he was having a much harder time than most of the kids around him, and because he was different he got teased and joked about.  The differences between my story and "The Boys and the Frog" is that no one is there to help the frogs. The frogs had to stand up for themselves by confronting the boys, where Tommy only received help from his teacher. We never know what is going on in someone’s life, and it’s important to remember that everyone has his or her own battles.  Hopefully in my story Tommy motivates you, and his hope for a brighter future helps teach you to keep trying and moving on no matter what life throws at you.  Usually someone points out that we are being hurtful, or something serious happens before we really notice that our actions can easily make a difference in someone’s life.  There are two main purposes of this story. The first is to help teach people to watch their own actions before someone points out or we notice that we have hurt another person.  The second is that we should learn to keep going even when we are treated badly.  
      

Bibliography: Tommy’s hope is based of “The Boys and the Frog’ from the Aesop for Children (winter), illustrated by Milo Walker.   The Aesop for Children was published in 1919.  

Thursday, March 10, 2016

Week 8: Future Blog

For my next readings I decided to take a look at the Tejas Legends.  This story tells the story of Eastern Texas, Cadoan which means friend and is where Texas got its name.  I am interested in this well because I am from Texas!


I also looked into the English Fairy Tales.  I really enjoyed reading many fairy tails over the first half of the semester. Because I enjoy fairy tales I'm sure I will enjoy these stories.

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Week 8: Blog Review

There were several blogs I enjoyed looking at, and these three were the ones that really caught my eye.

I thought that Morgan Clifton's blog Mythology and Folklore was very well put together.  She inspired me to organize and clean up my blog a little better.  Everything about hers was very structured and neat,  and it made everything easy to find and read.  Her blog has been well thought out, and that is what I want to people to thing when they see mine.

The second blog I looked at was Patrick's Mythology and Folklore.  His blog in ways is set up very much like mine.  Something interesting were his labels were at the top of his page and on the side bar.  I like how he put them at the top.  I feel that this makes it easier for readers to find where there going.

The last blog I looked at was Alexandra's Mythology and Folklore.  I found the layout of her blog amazing and so fun! This has inspired me to get a little bit more creative with the layout of my blog!


Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Week 8: Time

My time strategies changes week by week.  I have two jobs and have to work around them to get my homework done.  Because my schedule changes often my weeks can differ from each other.  A plus side to one of my jobs is that I get to make my own schedule. So for the second half of the semester I plan to try and make at least two to fours hours a day to do homework.  This will allow me to get most of my work completed.  I would like to find myself more ahead of the game than behind this second half of the semester.  I would like to be doing my storytelling on Wednesdays, and that will give me more time to get my weekend assignments finished on Friday or maybe Saturday.

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Week 7 Storytelling

All you need is Yourself

Not many people know what’s it like to grow up without a family.  And I don’t just mean having one parent instead of two, or growing up a single child.  Those people still have families.  Let me introduce myself, I’m Barbra Valentine you might have seen my name or heard of me, because I am one of the greatest flute players in the world.  Yes, I might sound a little conceded, but I take pride in MY accomplishments.  ‘My’ being the key word, I have worked my whole life to be where I am, and I did it without having a support group of a family.
            When I was born my mother put me up for adoption while I was still an infant.  I grew up in an orphan home not knowing what a family was.  In fact, I didn't even know that type of life existed until I was about six.  I remember that kids would come and go from the home, but it wasn’t until my friend, Andi got adopted that I realized what type of home I was in.  After Andi left I became very sad, and one of the leaders in the home explained to me that I should be happy for her, that she was going to live with a family.  It was that moment that I put all the pieces together. Once someone leaves they are joining a family, and when someone comes in they were leaving a family.  I was jealous of Andi and wished and prayed for a family to ‘pick me’.  A couple months after Andi left, my second friend Grant came into the home.  He was one year older than me and had brown hair like I did. Grant and I liked to play tricks on all the other kids in the home.  Grant was the funniest person I knew, and we spent two years together in the home before he got to go be with a family.  I was sad to see Grant go, but I was also happy for him.  After Grant left I started to feel very lonely.  I was eight by this time and one of the oldest kids in the home.  As an eight year old you could image that I was bored like 97% of the time.  One evening after doing schoolwork a man came into the home and left a donation of music instruments.  I knew what an instrument was but I had never played one.  I was immediately drawn to the flute that the man left.   I was obsessed with learning how to play this instrument.  I spent all of my free time from school learning how to play.  I was pretty good by the time I was ten.  Also when I was ten is when my friend Polly came to the home.  Polly was an unseal case, she was sixteen and got sent to the home because her mom and dad were bad people.  That’s all I knew about her parents, I never asked how her parents were bad, I just knew they were. Polly spent most of her time drawing while I would practice the flute.  I knew Polly liked being my friend because she was the only one who would sit through my awful flute playing.  I liked being Polly’s friend because she would tell me stories of what life was like living outside of the home.  A lot of times she made the home sound more appealing than living with a family.  One night Polly caught me crying about never getting picked to be adopted.   I remember asking her if it was because of the way I looked, or because I wasn’t smart enough.  Polly looked at me that night and told me that there was nothing wrong with me.  She explained that this world is much bigger than her and I and this silly home.  Polly changed my life by telling me that life is going to move on, but what really changed my life was when she told me that I was one of the most talented flute players she had ever heard.  After that I focused almost every minute of the day playing the flute. Polly would teach me how to do my hair, and I would play in front of all the kids in the home like I was in my own concert.  When Polly turned 18 she had to leave the home, I was sad to see her go, but she had big plans and I was happy for her to start those plans.  I spent the next six years in the home practicing and planning my life as a flutist.  When I turned 18 I finally got to leave the home and I had saved enough money from job that I was able to buy the tiniest apartment, but it was perfect for just my flute and me.  I spent many days in the park playing my flute gathering tips. I worked and worked until I had enough money to get flute lessons. Eventually I tried out for orchestras and worked my way up to where I am today.  The point of me telling you all of this is, is to show you all you are what you make yourself.  I learned more in that orphan home than most people get in a lifetime.  Andi taught me how to be happy for people when good things happen. Grant taught me what it’s like to let lose and have fun. Polly taught me to never stop doing what I loved. These are just a few of the influences I had in the orphan home and I would never trade what I learned. Not even for a family.


Authors Note: This story came from the character of Benten from “The Romance of Old Japan.”  This story doesn't follow the lines of Benten’s story.  The only thing that lines up with my story and Benten’s is the flute.  Brenda and Benten both played the flute. 


Bibliography: The Romance of Old Japan, episode The Labors of Yamato- The Grotto of Love, by E. W. Champney and F. Champney (1917).