Week 12: Famous Last Words

This week I was able to read part of Alice in Wonderland. I've always wanted to read this story as an adult because when you're a child you think about things differently, so this was really neat for me to be able to do. When I wrote the Storytelling for this week, it was actually the easiest to write. I was able to envision something after reading the original because I understood the story better after reading it again. There are certain details in my readings that I need to pay more attention to so that my storytellings will be easier and more fun for people to read. I want my stories to be better than they have been and for them to flow more than my others.
This week my best writing was for a paper in my capstone class. It was a five page paper about social responsibility in journalism. Normally writing takes me a very long time because I tend to overthink everything when I write. This time the words were flowing and I wrote my paper in two hours, which is not normal for me. This week for my project I decided to write my story in the style of journal entries. Like I mentioned before, writing is something I am not skilled at. This was sort of difficult me to do, but I was able to get something out.

Writing Practice

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I read someone's story this week but I can't quite remember whose it was, but I loved it. They added specific details in their story and their vocabulary was broader. Everything about it was intriguing and interesting. I want my writing to be more like this.
The biggest thing I have noticed about taking this class is that my other school writings have been much easier to write. Writing is like practicing anything else and getting better at it. In this class we just write which has made my writing in other classes easier to do.

Week 12 Storytelling: Alice's Nightmare

It's been a very long day. Yes! A very, long day indeed. I think I’ll take the long way home today. You know what? It’s hard to be an 11-year-old in this family. Every day I’m being made fun by my three brothers. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to get away from these people.

I often have dreams. You know the kind about only having animals as my friends. They would understand me, and probably comfort me when I need it. They would be my truest, and most trusted friends. I would never have to wonder if they would leave me, because I know they would be by my side no matter. These are the things I wish I had in my life.

Alice lying a field

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 Well, this road looks kinda funny… Wait… Am I lost? No, there’s no way. I’ve traveled along this road so many times before, although, usually not this late in the night. Is there something stirring over there?

“Excuse me?” I shout into the evening darkness. “Is somebody there?”

“It’s only me Alice! Your friend Dex the Rabbit,” exclaimed the tiny rabbit.

For a moment I am stunned into silence. Is this rabbit really talking to me?

“Um, hello there,” I stutter to the rabbit. “Do I know you?”

Dex the Rabbit cocked his head to the head and looked quizzically up at Alice. “Don’t you remember me? We’ve been friends forever,” Dex replied.

Wow! What’s happening to me? Am I dreaming…well… I mean anything’s a possibility I guess…

“I’m sorry Dex,” Alice said serenely. “I was only kidding. Of course I know who you are! What are doing?” she asked.

Dex looked Alice over once, then twice. “I came to tell you that the Mad-Hatter is in town,” he replied quickly. “We must get out of town before he asks us to join him for tea! You remember what happened last time,” he said in a rush.

Mad-Hatter? I guess I should know who that is. The moon is coming up through the trees. I wonder if my family is worried about me at all?

“Yes, I remember Dex,” Alice said. “Let’s get out of here.”

As I finished my sentence a man stepped out of the trees behind me. I think I am about to meet the Mad-Hatter. Dex looks at me with a frightened expression as the Mad-Hatter begins to talk.

“Well, my friends,” he says in high-pitched voice. “How about some tea?”

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“Alice, Alice wake up!”

“Oh, we were so frightened.”

I open my eyes to see my family standing in front me. Everyone’s faces show signs of relief. I look around myself and realize I had fallen asleep under a tree. Maybe my family cares about me more than I thought…

 Author's Note: I decided to base this story on some of the characters from the Alice in Wonderland unit. I enjoyed the part about Alice having a dream and then being able to talk to animals. She was such an animated character and I wanted to keep the personality and the part where she talked to herself. Those characteristics made me think of my own childhood and not always voicing the things I was thinking or wanted to say. I have always loved these stories because they are so wild and sometimes it is hard to keep up with what the author. I think that's also why I liked this style of writing. 

Bibliography: This story is from part of the Alice in Wonderland unit that contains Alice's Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll (1865). 

Week 12 Reading Diary continued: Alice in Wonderland

A Mad Tea-Party

By Lewis Carroll (1865)

Tea Party illustrated by Sir John Tenniel

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In this story we are still following Alice on her journey through her dreams. She comes to the Hatter's tea table uninvited. From the beginning none of them get along. This makes me think about unwelcome people and uncomfortable situations that we are something involved in. No one is really sure what to say or do in these situations. 

They begin conversation by saying Alice is unwelcome and the hatter offering wine while all he has is tea. It's a very sarcastic scene. Everything is very confusing and uneasy. Clocks and time play a big role in the storyline. 

The Hatter makes the comment that, "If you knew Time as well as I do,' said the Hatter, 'you wouldn't talk about wasting IT. It's HIM.'"

This causes more confusion among the characters and for the reader. 

Week 12 Reading Diary: Alice in Wonderland

Alice in Wonderland

By Lewis Carrol (1865)

Rabbit Looking at the Clock

Illustration by Sir John Tensile

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The one thing I noticed about Alice in Wonderland is that almost all of the commentary is coming from Alice herself. I enjoyed this part because coming from the mind of a child we are brought into a new world of youth. We remember things from our young, but not usually as vivid or in flying color. Alice gives us a different taste and that's what I would bring into my own storytelling. 

Alice's imagination goes wild as she travels down the rabbit hole. She explains everything she sees and touches. It's incredible seeing everything that goes through her mind and it's so fast paced. She isn't afraid to say the things she's thinking in her mind, but doesn't want to say these out loud for fear of being wrong. 

You can tell Alice is smart and intelligent. She brings up words and facts about the world, giving the reader insight into the main character. I like how we are able to see this side of her. 

Week 11 Storytelling continued: King Arthur

King Arthur: Sir Galahad and the White Knight

By Andrew Lang

Sir Galahad opening the tomb

Illustrated by H. J. Ford (1902)

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Sir Galahad had gone four days without any adventure until he met two knights who enlightened him about a special shield. However, if the shield is worn three days, the person who wears it will either die or have some catastrophic event happen to them.

The special shield was white with a red cross centered on it. 

The monk explains that the Knight allowed to wear the shield has the be the mightiest of them all. 

After Sir Bagdemagus rode away with the shield, he battled a knight in white. The shield did not protect him completely. The knight in white told the squire to return the shield to Sir Galahad only. The knight told the squire that no earthly person could see him which gives the angel-like appearance. 

Once Sir Galahad received the shield from the squire he set out on his horse. He came across the white knight who told him the history of the shield. The history could be a completely different angle, crafted by angels. 

Sir Galahad then has to fight against a fiend. He opened the tomb where he lay and the fiend answers with: "Galahad," said the figure, "I see about thee so many angels that my power dare not touch thee."

This is where my thoughts of angels are confirmed. 

Week 11 Reading Diary: King Arthur

King Arthur: The Drawing of the Sword

Story Source: King Arthur: Tales of the Round Table by Andrew Lang and illustrated by H.J. Ford (1902)

The sword of Arthur by H. J. Ford

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Set back in the medieval times, there is no ruler. Everyone is running wild and amuk with no rules or guidance. People were lost without rulers telling them what to do. 

Then Christmas Day the village people came upon a rock. Engraved on the rock were the words, "Whoso pullet out this sword is by right of birth King of England."

The strange thing was no one knew where it came from. 

Week 10 Storytelling: The Voices

In the wilderness of a southern country lived a Native American tribe. They were known for they powers and ability to talk and communicate with the earth and the animals. However, only those with special gifts granted by the spirits were given these abilities. 

One very important tribal elder was named Iagoo. Everyone in the tribe respected and cared very deeply for Iagoo. Every morning Iagoo would be greeted with the smiling faces of the children. 

The children loved and adored Iagoo. They knew he always had the answers to any of their problems and could lean on him for anything. On the morning of the third day, Morning-Sun came by Iagoo's teepee, trembling from head to foot. 

"What's wrong little one," Iagoo asked with concern. 

At first the child was to scared to even acknowledge Iagoo speaking to him. Iagoo could tell something had frightened the child terribly and turned to his secret ingredients. Iagoo always knew how to handle any situation. For this child to reveal his problems, Iagoo needed to fix a special tea to soothe his fears. Slowly the child drank the tea, and once he had drank half he began to speak. 

"Each night I enter my bed to sleep I am exhausted. I have done the chores my parents have asked me to do and I've played with the other children. By night time, I'm ready to sleep," Morning-Sun said quietly. 

Morning-Sun peered at Iagoo over his tea. He waited patiently for the child to continue. 

"Every night I am asleep for several hours and then I wake up because of the voices. At first I think I am just dreaming and making the voices up, but then I realize I am actually awake. The faint glow of the early morning on the horizon."

"The voices are always soft and very hard to hear. I listen intently trying to understand where they are coming from, but after a month I still don't know. It frightens me so because nobody else can hear them." 

Iagoo let this information sink in as he tried to think of a way to help Morning-Sun. "Tonight you will go to bed as you normally do. I shall appear at your teepee as the sun is climbing into the sky over the horizon. Do not fear little one. All shall reveal itself," Iagoo said.

Iagoo understood exactly what the child was hearing. 

That night Iagoo visited Morning-Sun. As the child began to stir he went over to where he slept. Morning-Sun turned to Iagoo with tears in his eyes. 

"Do not be frightened little one. Come with me," Iagoo said calmly. 

The two stepped out into the morning air and looked around. Outside the teepee were the animals of the land. Realization dawned on Morning-Sun. He had been given a beautiful gift from the spirits. 

Animal in nature

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Author's Note: I chose to base my story loosely off of the story of Iagoo, the Storyteller. Iagoo is a very wise man among his people and the children love to listen to his stories. Through his stories he teaches the children about having courage and being brave; also, he teaches them values and what it means to be human. 

Bibliography: I chose this story from Iagoo, the Storyteller by W.T. Larned.