Showing posts with label Week twelve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week twelve. Show all posts

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Portfolio: The Crab and His Friends



There once was a giant Crab that lived in the deep waters of Crater Lake in Oregon. He was a sad Crab but everyone only saw him as dangerous and mean.  He didn’t understand why everyone hated him without giving him the chance.  Typically what happened when he tried to meet new friends was he would show his face and anyone that saw him would be fearful of his size. This Crab was so big he was similar to the size of a fairly big truck. Shortly after one of the animals would panic, they would end up drowning and while he was trying to save them everyone thought he was attacking and eating them and so, over time, they built up this hatred towards him. Every day for years he tried to make friends and all the other animals still assumed he was trying to hurt them until he thought of a new way to show them he was their friend. He would sneak up on them and then they would have to listen to him. So, instead of showing his face he would swim deep under the water until he got to them and he would tap them on the foot and when he did that he realized he got the same ugly response from them. He was so hurt and sad that he gave up and decided to live alone forever in his lake.
One morning a young Elephant slowly wobbled down to the lake with his mother and herd. This was his first time down to the lake and he was so excited. When he got there his mother sat him down and gave him the long lecture on how to be safe around the water and to look out for the Crab. "The key, sweetheart is to stay in between the Elephants on guard. If you stray past them it will be hard for anyone to save you from the giant Crab that lurks in the deep waters."
 The Elephant listened impatiently while dreaming of how cold the fresh water would feel on his back. He just kept repeating, "Yes mother." Finally, his mother told him to go have fun. He noticed the big elephants stood guard watching for the rest of the pack as he ran into the water without a care in the world. As he ran he noticed the Crab far away to the west just sitting and watching everyone as they played and had a blast. He decided he was going to walk over and say hi, even though his mother gave him strict instructions not to. He slowly started walking that direction, making sure his mom did not see him slip away.
He carefully walked up to the Crab and with a brave voice said, “Hello, Mr. Crab! My name is Erik the Elephant and I wanted to know if you wanted to play with me.”
The Crab slowly turned around and with tears in his eyes said, “Are you sure you want to play with me? No one really likes me and I don’t want to cause problems.”
The Elephant laughed and said, “Of course we want you! Come on!” From that moment on not only were the Elephant and the Crab the best of friends, but also everyone respected the Crab and realized that he was not mean. The Crab got to explain himself and apologized for all of the problems that he had caused in the past. The Crab was finally able to go to bed that night knowing he had friends and was no longer alone in this world.

Authors Note's: The original piece that gave me the idea for this piece was very similar but also very opposite. It showed the crab as a mean and harmful crab that killed the elephants until the elephants finally stood up for each other and killed the crab. The elephants ended up jumping on the crab's shell and killed him so that he could do no more harm. I really enjoyed this piece because I took it from the crab actually being a jerk and really hurting everyone in sight to being a nice crab and not having any friends. By having the roles reversed we were able to see a unique twist to the classic story that is told in India and other countries. It was more difficult than I thought it would be at first because I wanted to keep the general idea of the story. I chose to still have animals die but instead of him drowning and eating them you can see he was trying to be nice and his actions were just misinterpreted. I think the moral of the story is don’t judge a book by its cover and always accept people for who they are. You never know when you are going to run across a crab in your life that could end up being your best friend. I am really enjoying writing children’s stories because I never get to be creative with my writing. I am always writing research or informational papers and so this option has been really fun. The image had not a ton of thought behind it but I thought it kind of fit just because it showed a happy crab with some friends with him.  


Reading Notes: Children's Tales


Extra Reading Notes: Union is Strength
  • There was a hunter who hunted Quails. 
  • He would sit and hide and make their note exactly until they came out and he could put them under a net and catch them. 
  • One quail was very smart and devised a plan and told all the other quails. 
  • He told them when they feel the net to poke their heads through the holes and fly up ward together. 
  • The next day it was time to see if it worked. 
  • They all got caught and together they flew away. 
  • They flew to a bush and escaped from going under when the net rested on the bush. 
  • This happened overtime until the hunter was so sad he came home empty handed each night. 
  • He assumed they would eventually get in an argument and the game would be his. 
  • The quail did fight one day and they were not paying attention. 
  • He ended up being able to push them into the basket before they could fly away and he took them home for dinner. 
  • The moral of the story is union is strength! 

Famous Last Words

I wanted to write about a huge break through for me, not only as a person, but also as a writer. I typically don't like writing about my feelings or anything along those lines but I this week I decided to write my father a letter. My father and I have no relationship and have not communicated in about a year. I have a lot of built up anger and chose to express why I was hurt and angry and how he does not need to worry about me anymore. I do not honestly know if I will send him the letter or if I did it just for my own mental health but I did feel somewhat better after I wrote down my thoughts and feelings. 
         The reason I have chosen as of now not to send it is strictly because I do not want my siblings to get repercussions because my father is that way. If he knows they talk to me he will blame them for our problems and that is not fair to them. Maybe once they are out of the house or they are old enough to handle their own then I will share it with him. But until then I am proud of myself for putting my words and feelings on paper and being honest with not only him but also myself. I plan on leaving the hate and anger behind and moving forward after today. I am graduating in a year and have made it without him for the past four years. I can do it for the next one and then I will show him that I did not fail like he assumed I would. I feel so much better after showing this and I am glad I finally just did it.


 

Thursday, November 10, 2016

HEART: Reading


This meme really stuck out to me because I always used reading as an escape to find happiness. My childhood wasn't the best especially during my middle school and high school years so I always was seen in a book so I could escape my reality. So in other words when I was younger books were my happiness! 

Story Planning: The Sacrifice of a Great Leader

Story Planning: Final Paragraph(s)
            The King ran over to where king Robert had crashed to the ground. He grabbed his body and held him close as he showed him his gratitude and respect from one king to the next. He asked King Robert why he would sacrifice his life for his tribe. King Robert turned his head and said, “ They are my people, they trusted me with their life and what king am I if I could have saved them and didn’t?” With his final breathe he closed his eyes and his soul left his body and grief was stricken for miles and miles.
The King made sure his legend lived on. He created museums and monuments everywhere he could to show his gratitude and respect for the fallen leader. He promised King Robert that he would never let his story fade and he would always tell people about the huge sacrifice that he made to save his people. From then on the King promised to live out his reign just as King Robert would have, selfless and Respectful.

Notes: I think I want tell the story as if it was a tribe and another king rather than a monkey. As fun as that idea is I think the acknowledgement from one king to the next would be a great story line that I could rally go places with. Once I complete the first story then I can see myself going on to tell how the other king changed and started treating his people in his land. With everything political going on right now I thought it would be good to see a political side where all of the hate that was in the kings heart is changed and from the death of another great king he rises to the occasion and finishes out his reign as a respectful and selfless king.