Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Week 10 Storytelling: Mighty Princess Maya

One day, the mighty princess Maya stood on the tallest rock in the forest and admired her kingdom.  Before she took over, the dense forest had been run by rakshasas and lowly folks such as robbers and thieves.  Every time someone in her father's city tried to hunt in the woods they either ended up robbed or badly injured, or they never returned.  This caused a great famine in the city, so princess Maya decided she was going to put an end to this madness.

During the first sign of spring that year, she and her company men and women started on the outside of the forest with torches and began burning any bush too thick to see through.  By doing this, she planned to void the trees of all places that were previously used for hiding and treachery. Just a few weeks into their journey, rakshasas stormed their camp and abducted three men!  Maya knew she had to save these men without losing any more, so she threw on her armor and readied her weapons.  Her favorite weapon was the sword, but she was a master of them all.  She was the top at javelin throwing in her kingdom, and her sword abilities could cut anything clean and through.  Her boomerang would hit anything she aimed at and return.  Maya's most favorite weapon was her bow.  For this trip, she decided to leave the javelin at the camp so it didn't weigh her down.

The great Joan of Arc, another mighty warrior like Maya (Wiki)

She set out in darkness to find where the rakshasas stayed.  Not long into her journey she heard cackling like that of a jackal.  She crouched down and edged closer.  Peering through a thicket, she saw three of her men tied to poles surrounding the massive bonfire the demons had erected.  A few of the stronger looking rakshasas picked up the man closest to her and began parading him through the camp over their heads.  Onlookers yelled and cheered while eating their fest, which consisted of the last men that were wandering through the forest.  These side rakshasas threw sticks and bones from their supper at the man as he passed by on the large rakshasas shoulders.

Maya had had enough.  She burst through the bush and ran at the demon closest to her.  With her mighty fists she punched two at the same time, knocking them out.  Pulling out her bow, she began shooting arrows at every breathing creature but her men.  The rakshasas advanced, less shocked now, and drew their swords.  This was no match for Maya.   Five, ten, fifteen at a time they came in raids and in one swipe of her sword she took them all out.  Finally only a few were left.  They were hiding behind the tent, so she pulled out her boomerang and took all of their heads off with one swift throw.

Finally, she had killed all of the demons, and she rushed to untie the three men from her company.  They were so grateful that they each pledged their life, stating that they would follow her wherever she went and do what she needed done.  They finished cleaning up the forest, and even started preparing some farming land for the farmers hiding behind the walls of the city.

Until Maya's last breath, the city was safe from any outside peril.

Author's Note.  This story idea comes from the story The Felon Demon in Indian Fables and Folklore.  It is about a demon with a shovel gifted from a god that has allowed him to be an all-powerful demon.  No one could defeat him, not even an entire army.  One day, he kidnapped the king's daughter (the princess).  The king said that whoever saved her would be permitted to marry her.  One prince was willing, and he fought the demon for three days straight.  In the end, the prince won the battle and also won the princess.
I feel like this stories (and many I read like it) are so old times where the poor princess was a damsel in distress that couldn't lift a pinky for herself.  This is why I decided to write a story of my own where the woman saved the man.
The picture I selected was done so very carefully.  Joan of Arc was a famous warrior in France in the 15th century, and I likened my character, Maya, to her.  The picture (painting) is of Joan in her battle gear, very similar to what I pictured Maya wearing.  They both were also loyal to their country, and they only wanted the best, gender norms aside.

Bibliography.  This story, The Felon Demon, comes from a compilation of short stories, Indian Fables and Folklore, by Shovona Devi in the year 1919.

Week 10 Reading Diary: Indian Fables and Folklore (Part B)

Title: Indian Fables and Folklore
Author: Shovona Devi
Year: 1919


Reading Part B
Shibi and the Hawk
This story is bold, but insane.  Maybe I could re-write this to come up with a better food for the hawk (that is the bird or the man's flesh).

A red-tailed hawk like the one in Shibi and the Hawk (Wiki)

Ekalavya and Drona
I passionately hate this story.  I remember it in previous readings in this class, and it is so messed up that Drona took advantage of the boys faithfulness.  I HATE this story.
I thought someone would end up killing each other, but they became friends at the end! I must say, this was quite unexpected.
This is weird. She's married to a doll, people.
This is an excellent life lesson.  Be careful that you don't ask too much, or it could be the end of yourself.  I could write a story similar to this as storytelling.
This is way too old school for me.  The poor princess needed saving, blah blah blah.
This reminds me of karma; where you get a punishment or reward based on something previous you have done.
Well, he is definitely logical.  He did follow the instructions...
So I think the lesson here is that you can't take for granted what you have been given.  It seems like a weird lesson to me. 
I seriously just have no clue.  Don't be mean? Don't be a bully? Don't show off? I am clueless.
SO the way to win is to lie?  I am really starting to hate these stories...
Another damsel in distress... Yay.
The guy didn't like the sage, so he became him?
Not my favorite story. 

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Week 10 Reading Diary: Indian Fables and Folklore (Part A)

Title: Indian Fables and Folklore
Author: Shovona Devi
Year: 1919

Reading Part A
The Man in the Eye
I have never heard of the man in the eye, and to be honest it's a little creepy.

The Hare in the Moon
This was a good lesson for the big elephant, but I don't understand if the moon was everywhere because the story was true or it was a trick of water.
I really enjoyed this.  The hare fooled the elephants in more ways than one!
This makes elephants look bad, because when the elephant didn't get what he wanted, he stomped his feet and broke things.  Suddenly, he had everything he wanted by being a jerk.
This was mean to monkeys. 
The story of the girl that became a rat was very cute.  I like that it is a circle of life.  
The story about the rat to cat to dog to tiger was a valuable lesson on understanding your strengths.

A rat like the one in A Rat's Syamvara (Wiki)

The snake out-smarted the frogs...I could write a story where the opposite happens.
WOW.  Because he was ungrateful, he was cut into chunks of meat but none of the vile animals would even eat him. What the heck.
So the Goddess turned good? I don't know...  It is very neat that this is the back story for Valmiki, the guy who is the reason The Ramayana exists!
No one in the family wanted to rule the kingdom; this is odd.  
SO this is the origin of parasols and shoes.  This is a fun story.
The lesson here is good, but I can't exactly put a name on it.  When he lived low no one wanted to ruin him, but when he became powerful people suddenly wanted to ruin him.
I like this story.  "All Dogs Go To Heaven" comes to mind here.
These dogs sound very evil and creepy.
I did not know that this is specifically how the Pandava's survived in exile.

Monday, March 21, 2016

Week 9 Storytelling: A Goblin Gone Good

Author's Note. The story was inspired by the happenings of the short story The Goblin and the Sneeze.  A goblin lives in an old house and eats anyone who sneezes.  The only way to stop the goblin is for someone to say "God bless you" and then the sneezer has to say "The same to you!"  One day a father and son realized they must stay in the abandoned house because they had to wait until dawn to enter the city.  The goblin stirs up dust to force one to sneeze and the father began sneezing sporadically.  As the goblin goes in to kill the father, the son sees the goblin and yells "God bless you!" and the father returns with "the same to you!"  The goblin is hungry so he comes out angry.  The son does not react with hatred or mistreatment, but instead is kind to the goblin.  He suggests he come with the father and son and be a decent person.
Now comes the next story!  It is the continuation of the father, son, and goblin and where they go from here.

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The son grabbed the goblin's hand.  Gobby looked up at his new friend, a tear in his eye.  The three got up to the gate and the security guard stopped them quickly. 

"He can't come in here!" the security guard yelled with a finger pointed towards the city.  His eyes were red and fuming, for he had heard the stories of the goblin.

"It is okay, my friend! He is a changed goblin; he no longer wants to hurt people!" the son pleaded with the guard.  Gobby smiled as big as he could with his crooked and yellow stained teeth showing fully.  The guard grimaced and then looked away.

"He is your complete responsibility." The guard pointed at the son and father.  "If he so much as kills a kitten it is completely on you."  This was unnerving to the father, but the son agreed promptly and did not hesitate to take blame for any troubles his new friend could cause.

The guard opened the gate slowly and motioned for the three to enter into the city.

Gobby did exactly as he said he would.  He held hands with both the son and father, and they walked merrily along the paved main road.  They came across little shops, food carts, and salesman throughout the streets.  They hadn't realized it, but suddenly the streets were very full of other customers.  The father purchased three giant, juicy apples and they each ate one on a quiet curb. 


The father, the goblin, and the son from The Goblin and the Sneeze

Suddenly, Gobby heard something he thought he had put behind him.

"Aaachoooooo!" sneezed the donkey tied to the eggs and chickens cart.  Gobby's eyes started burning, and his fingers curled.  He took a few more bites of the apple trying not to draw attention to himself.  

"I have to go to the bathroom," Gobby announced as he stood up.  He had eaten the entire apple, even the core.  "I will just run to that alley right over there and be right back."  He pointed to a small opening between carts about a hundred feet away.  Before he could hear an answer, he hurriedly rushed toward the alley... and the donkey.  

With a quick flick of his sharp claw he cut the rope tying the donkey to the cart.  He discreetly pulled the rope behind his back towards the empty alley.  In a matter of seconds he was standing on the donkey's back, ready to take the first glorious bite of flesh he had tasted in months.  He dug his claws in and as his face got closer he felt a sudden pain in his neck.  He could no longer move.  Wait, no, he was spinning.  It was dark.  Gobby blinked.  He was on the ground, sideways.  So dark...

"Well, you didn't have to go to quite that length," the son yelled as he turned the corner just in time to see his father standing over the lifeless Gobby. "Maybe stopping him with your hands could have helped him learn better than cutting off his head!"

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Author's Note, continued. I did not want to give away what was going to happen in the initial author's note, but I felt it was important to explain the story beforehand.  The original story ends where the son, father, and goblin go about their merry way because the son changed him to be good.
The stories in "The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India" are painfully sad.  The majority of the characters end up dying a gruesome death because of their foolishness.  I really enjoy happily ever afters, so this was a branch out for me.  This story was one of the few with a happy ending so I decided to rewrite it to match the rest.
The picture I chose came from the book listed above.  I wrote the part of the story where they enter the city to look like the picture depicted.

Bibliography. This short story is called The Goblin and the Sneeze and it comes from the book The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India written by W. H. D. Rouse and illustrated by W. Robinson in 1897.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Week 9 Reading Diary, continued: The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India, Part B

Title: The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India
Author: W. H. D. Rouse
Illustrator: W. Robinson
Year: 1897

Reading Part B
Birds of a Feather
This story was adorable.  The wild horses would hurt everyone, but they loved and were kind to each other.  I did not expect this ending.  I was pleasantly surprised.

The monkey lost one pea, but in his greed and tunnel vision he didn't realize that many more had fallen out of his hands and mouth while he panicked for the one.  This is a good lesson on greed.
WOW.  I definitely did not see it ending this way.  A storytelling idea could be to write a different ending where the crane changed his ways and became a good crane!  Maybe even a vegetarian one...
These stories do not have happy endings.  I am assuming they are to teach a lesson as they definitely don't have any happily ever afters.  This one in particular ends with a simple sentence saying the main characters were then taken home for dinner...

Silence is Golden
This reminds me of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.  He wasn't exactly like the others so he was made fun of.  Unfortunately it doesn't have the happy ending like Rudolph did; it only ended in them making fun of him (how sad).

Silence is Golden (Gutenberg)


[skip: The Great Yellow King and his Porter]
These stories really know how to end gruesome.  I have heard the final phrase before and I am curious if this story is where it came from.

[skip: Pride Must Have a Fall]
The guy seems pretty stupid, but I guess you could say it is bold since he didn't get punished.
That lion girl is a jerk.  She did not even deserve to be proposed to by a jackal is she is going to be such a snooty snob.
I wonder if it is coincidence the similarity to The Boy Who Cried Wolf.  They questioned the boar at first, then they didn't believe him at all the second time.
Wow again.  This story was ridiculous.  I have no idea what the learning point was here.
The lesson here is that honesty is the best policy.  That it is!  This would make a good pre-story for the old man losing his nose.
This was a great lesson in terms of being a good person.  I also liked that the "better" king still went out of his way to make the other king just as great.

Week 9 Reading Diary: The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India, Part A

Title: The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India
Author: W. H. D. Rouse
Illustrator: W. Robinson
Year: 1897


The Giant Crab
What a fun story this could be!  A giant crab alone in the sea with no one quite his size.
What a lesson to be learned.  The head rat was very intelligent here.
This was a very fun story.  The monkey easily outwitted the crocodile, who had an evil plan for him from the beginning.  

[skip: The Axe, the Drum, the Bowl, and the Diamond]
I still do not understand what has happened in this story, and I read it twice...  I am sure it has something to do with the "tell-tale tit" phrase he keeps repeating.  I tried googling the phrase with "old english" in the phrase as well but I was still stumped.
The Wise Parrot and the Foolish Parrot (Gutenberg)
This was a fantastic story on the golden rule "Honesty is the best policy."  I really enjoyed this; a by-product would make a great storytelling idea.

This story was quite grim.  The cat was simply following its' instincts.  This is not my favorite story.  The ending was positive for two of the three.
Wow.  This was incredibly grim.  I guess the moral of the story is you shouldn't always talk?  OR that there is a time and place for speaking?  I am not sure what to take away from this.
Okay these stories are not getting any happier.  I did enjoy the lesson here.  If you trust a fool to handle your affairs, then you are an even bigger fool.  This is true in all aspects of life.
This would make a great story; what happens next with the goblin and his two humans!  Maybe it could be a story where they go into the city the next day and have to convince people they won't die.

[skip: The Grateful Beasts and the Ungrateful Prince]
I like how the man came up and saved the day.  What a good lesson concerning both the evil goblin and the thoughful monkeys.
How cute!  Even though he ended up messing up the verse, the king thought it quite hilarious and decided to give him six instead of just one.
What a great lesson of patience.  The wolf was punished because both he couldn't keep a promise and he was impatient.  probably much deserved!

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Tech Tip: Weather Widget

The weather widget is something I have wanted for a while!  I have seen it on a few other student pages, and now I have one too!

You can get your own at this link.

Thanks for reading!

Tech Tip: Embedded YouTube

I never realized how simple it is to put a YouTube video right where you want it in Blogger.  I will have to start adding more videos to my posts!

Tech Tip Poster

The text is from an unknown author.  This is one of my favorite quotes (which I also posted in my Introduction).  I really like how easy this site was to use, and I am sure i will be using it again.

Poster made using AutoMotivator

Tech Top: Reverse Image Search

This was a great tech tip!  I have never reverse searched an image.  This might be ignorance though, because I knew it was possible I just never tried to find out how.  This will be a great tool for when I enjoy an image but it is too small.
My Larger Image of Buddha!!!

The picture is of Buddha.  I can't find more information on it, as all sources led somewhere completely different.

Google Timer Tech Top

I currently try to time myself every time I do an assignment.  I do this to ensure that I am not only managing my time, but I am using focus management.
A timer would be a wonderful addition to my homework (or just life) routine.  It would encourage me to move faster and get things done more efficiently.

Future Reading

Week 9
The first set I am going to read is "Giant Crab" by WHD Rouse in 1897.  It is a bunch of short stories that describe the various birth stories of Buddha.  It looks really cute, and the description said it has fun illustrations.  I think this will give me a lot of leeway in my storytelling as well.

The title page for Giant Crab


Week 10
The next stories I will read are "Indian Fables and Folklore" by Shovona Devi in 1919.  Apparently I am really into short stories.  We have read so many long stories lately that I feel like I needed a change.

Blog Post about Blog Posts (Blogception)... AKA Blog Ideas

The first blog I went to, the student had very soft colors with dark lettering for a great contrast.  I had the same widgets, but the font is what attracted me the most.

The second blog I liked had a weather widget.  I have not noticed one of these thus far, and I really enjoyed this!

The third blog that caught my eye had a lot of fun fonts that I did not expect to be as cute as they were.  The title was all caps with fuzzy.  The titles of the blogs were orange with white blog words.

Time Time Time

We talk about time so much that we waste it just talking about it.  I plan so many things to get done in a day.  Each one is based on a realistic time frame that I have pre-set.  Then real life happens.  The baby's running a fever, my husband building a mailbox (that is literally what he is doing right now in front of me!), or I end up in a never ending loop of netflix (see below -__- ). 


This semester, I have yet to have two consistent weeks, and I don't even mean in a row.
I set my schedule as two hours Monday, two hours Wednesday, and two hours Friday.  So far, the Monday and Friday have been pretty close to dead on.  Wednesday is my jumping day.  Sometimes I do four hours Monday and two on Friday, and other times just time opposite.  Tuesday and Thursday have come into play once or twice too!  Whatever I'm doing seems to be working because I haven't missed an assignment yet!

For the second half of the semester, I would like to finish things earlier.  Based on past experience, this will probably not happen.  Despite this, I will still try!

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Week 7 Storytelling: Pandavia

I held momma’s hand tight as we walked under the giant arch. This new city, Pandavia, had streets of gold with shiny things white and clear everywhere. I bent down to pick one up but they were stuck in the ground! I let go of momma’s hand and dropped to the ground to get a closer look. 

“Momma! Papa! Look at all the shiny rocks!” I screamed.

“How beautiful! They are diamonds and pearls, my son.” Mother grabbed my hand gently and pulled me closer to the cart. We had to be close, right? My feet were so tired. We had been walking for AN HOUR and I just couldn’t take it anymore.

Following the shiny road even further, we walked under what looked like a horseshoe but bigger than life! The two legs of the horseshoe were on each side of the road. Letters! They were in line across the top of the upside-down horseshoe. 


An arch in India similar to the one the boy sees (Wiki)

“Pandavia,” Papa stood still, staring at the letters in the sky. That must be what it says. People behind us were getting closer, so we kept walking. The palace looked like it popped up right out of one of my nightly storybooks. I’ve never seen anything so pretty! There are so many colors! Smiling people with big soft colorful robes walked towards us. A purple robe man in the group embraced papa, and momma began crying.

“What is going on…” I whispered loudly, staring. Papa started following the purple robe man and momma and I were right behind. The sun was getting warmer as we continued walking. To my left, a girl and her family walking with a yellow robe man. I waved at her and she waved back, and then they went down a different road. Ahead of us were rows and rows of giant carts bigger than our old house! They were filled with oranges, grapes, apples, watermelons, cucumbers, broccoli, kiwi, and every other kind of food I’ve ever known and even more!

We passed the carts and came upon a house fit for a king. The purple robe man walked up to the door and turned the key. I dropped momma’s hand and ran inside first faster than a jackrabbit.

The colors! Reds and blues and purples and yellows! The fabric on the windows was more beautiful that his mother’s finest dress, and it was tied back on each side with gold string! We toured the entire house, and I got to pick a room to be my very own. I just know we will be happy here. I love Pandavia!

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Author’s Note. For this storytelling, I wanted to show the Pandavas city (which I renamed Pandavia from the Mahabharata’s Indraprastha) from the eyes of a child. In this story, a boy and his mother and father are in the caravan of families moving from Hastinapura to Pandavia. The walk the streets of gold, and move into their house fit for a king.

The idea for this story came from the detailed description in the Mahabharata. As I was reading, I pictured myself walking into this heavenly sight. Even better, through the eyes of an innocent child. A child does not see riches, but he does see beauty.


Bibliography. Epified TV in India by unknown authors. The series began in April 2015.