Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Reading Note: Ramayana, Part A

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Vishwamitra Source: Wikimedia
  • Rama must defeat a female warrior (doesn't want to fight a woman but must)
  • After he defeats her, he receive celestial weapons
  • After taking people back to his shelter, a band of rakshasas attack an alter. 
  • celestial weapons appear when he thinks of them and he drives them away
The sages are Rama's biggest fan at this moment. They provide him with weapons and a shelter. I wonder what would have happened if they had helped him defeat her.  I also didn't understand why they wanted her killed. 

Ramayana. Indian Myth and Legend by Donald A. Mackenzie (1913).

Friday, January 26, 2018

Week 2 Story, Once Sisters PORTFOLIO

THIS STORY IS NOW A PART OF MY PORTFOLIO.
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There once were two fairy sisters. They spent their days using their powers to help those in need, and at night they explored the magical forest, their home. They were not only sisters, but the best of friends.

One night, the sisters were playing hide and seek. It was Aesha's turn to hide, and so she ran until she came to the river. There was a man fishing there.

"You can't fish here! This is a sacred forest."

"Pardon me," he said standing up. "I got lost here this morning and I was getting so hungry."

"I'm sorry your travels have been difficult. Come with me and my sister and we will take care of you." After they found her sister, Jaina, the sisters prepared a meal for the traveler. Jaina got tired and decided to go rest. But Aesha was absolutely fascinated by this man's life and wanted to hear more. He had such adventures, yet he was mortal. So much bravery and spirit! She wondered if there could possibly be anyone less like him in the world!

"Well I should rest," he said standing up.

"Where will you go?"

"I haven't explored the sea as much as I'd like. Perhaps next I will join a pirate crew, search for treasure, and see the world."

"Please take me with you."

"Why would you want to leave your sister and this charming life in a magical forest?"

"I know now what my life is missing. Adventure. Love. The uncertainty of tomorrow! I want to become mortal. I want to see the world. I want to be with you."

The man seemed unsure, but he soon agreed and Aesha left to tell her sister.

Jaina didn't like Aesha's plan, especially the part about her becoming mortal. She didn't want to lose her sister. But Aesha insisted this was the only way she could be happy again.

"Jaina, I want you to take the solemn fairy oath that you will never try to stop any of my plans. I want to live my life, but if you are constantly interfering, I can't be happy!"

And so the sister took the solemn fairy oath. She could never interfere in Aesha's life, no matter how hard she tried. The last thing she did for her sister as a farewell gift was marry the two lovers. Aesha was beaming with joy during the ceremony. The man seemed apprehensive, but Jaina told herself that must just be his way.

Years passed. Jaina continued helping those in need during the day and exploring the magic forest at night. But now she did it all alone and with less joy in her heart. One morning, she heard that a large group of sailors had gone missing. It was the second group to do so after sailing a very similar trade route. She went to investigate. She found an island that seemed uninhabited, save a large castle at the center. She could sense a familiar presence she hadn't felt in years.

"Aesha!" She shouted. Though the creature sitting in the chair, facing away from her seemed very different, Jaina knew it was her sister. "Where have you been?"

"Don't come any closer Jaina."

"Aesha, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? My own sister allowed me to go off with a strange man. When she heard nothing from me, she didn't seek me out. She didn't try to help. She left me at his mercy."

"Aesha, I don't understand. What's happened? Where's your husband?"

"He told me he had found a potion to turn me mortal. I took it, because I trusted my husband. After all, aren't husbands supposed to love their wives and do anything to protect them? Instead of becoming human, I became this." Aesha stood. She was no longer the tall, beautiful, elegant fairy she had always been. Now she was a short, balding she-goblin with pointed teeth and boils all over her face. "He then left me there. Deserted me! He had tried to kill me, but he had underestimated my strength!"

"Aesha, come back to the forest with me. We can find an antidote. We can be as we once were!"

"Go back to that sheltered, ignorant life? Helping men? I know how they are now, Jaina. I know what they are capable. Instead of helping men, I now give them what they deserve. No I give them far more than they deserve! I give them a caring wife. I allow them to live days longer than they deserve. Then I end their wretched lives as I chew away their flesh."

Jaina stood in disbelief. Could this vengeful creature be her beloved sister? "I will stop you! I will protect all men from falling into your clutches."

"Have you forgotten, dear sister? You took a fairy oath. And a fairy oath is unbreakable."

Jaina lunged at the creature, but was stopped by an invisible force. The she-goblin cackled and began walking to her dungeon to feast on human flesh. "Goodbye dear sister. Until we meet again."

Author's Note: The original story tells only of she-goblins who live on an island and after luring men in and marrying them, eat their flesh. A fairy comes in at the end to take away the men who have discovered the truth, but she doesn't step in before that, or stop the she-goblins. It bothered me that someone with that much power doesn't stop the atrocities, so I decided to tell a story which would explain why the she-goblins eat men's flesh and why the fairy doesn't stop what's going on. I also wanted to explain why the she-goblins marry the men first instead of just eating them In my version, it is Aesha's form of special revenge on her husband and her new victims.

Goblin City: The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India by W. H. D. Rouse.

Thursday, January 25, 2018

Reading Notes: Jatakas, Part A

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Rakshasa
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Notes on original story:
  • She goblins lure men in, marry them, then eat them. 
  • man discovers the truth, tries to tel the others. 
    • the others won't listen to the man
  • A fairy comes who knows the truth, convinces them they will be eaten, and takes those who will go to safety. 
    • The rest who stayed behind are eaten. 
Questions for writing:
Why does the fairy allow this to continue if she knows the truth?
Why doesn't she always save people or prevent them from coming to the goblins?
Perhaps the fairy has a deal with the goblins?
Why do the goblins marry them? Why not just eat them?

Goblin City: The Giant Crab, and Other Tales from Old India by W. H. D. Rouse.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Reading Options

Benzaiten, Kangiten and BishamontenDaishō-in Temple. Source: ouocblog

So far, I am finding the differences in structure for Indian Epics compared to Mythology & Folklore class interesting and more challenging. Rather than picking stories at random, we will be reading similar stories, which I suspect creates more cohesion among the class. 
I am most excited to use the reading guide because traditional style reading to learn helps me the most. However, I plan to check out more of the video options throughout the semester, just to add another dimension to my understanding of the culture. 
I do not plan to use the comic book resource much. When I worked at a library in high school, I could never get into the comic books. I would rather read and imagine a character than see drawings. 

I have always loved stories about archers. I guess there's just a certain poetry to the skill and gracefulness involved while it is still a violent act. I would definitely like to get back to this story!
I found this video so calming and beautiful! It took me back to high school Latin where we would chant conjugation endings. 
I remember reading so many projects focused on Ravana, that I decided to look through some images associated with her. This was my favorite image as I found it so different and detailed. 

Sunday, January 21, 2018

Time Strategies

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Out of curiosity, I went back to read my Time Strategies blog from last semester. After reading it, I decided it would be best to review the articles I had read before. After all, I had written five months ago, "I will have to go back and reread this article several times to fully appreciate all  the points the author makes and the questions it poses to the reader". I have not reread that article since. 
The first article I had read was  Four Questions to Help You Overcome Procrastination. Rereading it was such a great reminder that I can't give into procrastination even if it is my last semester and I seem to be losing motivation by the moment. I was reminded that the first step may often be the hardest, but it is the most important. Often it's just a matter of closing Netflix and opening Canvas.
The other article,  Why time management is ruining our lives, is what I had hoped to read again, and it was so amazing to look at a second time.  I kept coming back to this quote which is cited in the article: "Growth for the sake of growth is the ideology of the cancer cell." As I am trying to make all of these decisions about my future and life after graduation, I have to decide what are my goals in life. What's important to me? What is the point of goals if I am not passionate about them? I have to spend time wisely or it is wasted. And doing something for the sake of doing it because I was taught to do it is not worthy of my time.

Class Technology

I love blogger. I used it for my personal blog, my blog for two classes last semester, and I am using it again this semester. I think it is such a simple, easy to use platform.
The tools I don't like using are anything involving visual tasks. Choosing images for each assignment is something I dread. I would rather write two stories than find an image for one. I also didn't love trying to design my project website. It seemed more rigid than blogger so that when I did have an idea for how I wanted it to look, I couldn't figure it out. I am hoping to improve my skills of working with these tools this semester.
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Reflecting on Assignments

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Storybook. Source
What I enjoyed most last semester about the set up for assignments was the flexibility. If I really couldn't think of a story I was excited about or couldn't get into the readings, I could make up for it with extra credit and write about something I was passionate about the next week.
That being said, my favorite assignment is definitely the storytelling. I love stories and imagining other worlds and characters that I loved the opportunity each week to explore how I would tell the stories I had read. I am definitely looking forward to these assignments!

Sunday, January 14, 2018

Haaaave you met Jill? An introduction

     Hello everyone! My name is Jillian and I am almost out of here! That's right. In May of 2018 I am blowing this popsicle stand with degree in hand (rhyming).
     Not to say the last three and a half years haven't been great. I'm double majoring in Letters and French and I've had wonderful classes with fabulous professors (including Mythology and Folklore!). I've made friends, joined organizations, and watched a lot of Netflix. But now I am going to be a real grown up and I'm going to get to pursue exactly what I am interested in.
     I have always loved travel, and if you can't tell from the major in French, I love France. I studied abroad there during my sophomore year and it was the best experience of my life. I have applied to multiple programs that would allow me to live in France for  a year after graduation. But I have decided that even if I don't get accepted into any of these programs, I'm running away and I'll stay on some friends' couches.
Me at the Eiffel Tower. Source: Personal Photo
     I am not sure exactly what I want my future career to be, but I know it will include writing.Now, I don't care if I ever publish a book or have my name be well-known. I just love writing and that is what I want to do in any capacity. Even if it must be a hobby, writing is what I want to do in the future.
I have loved writing since before I knew how to write (seriously, I filled journal with scribbles while "writing" about far away lands). I had a knack for it through high school and I have never had to worry too much about papers for college. However, writing for the Mythology and Folklore class last semester reminded me of where my passion lies. When I was a kid I dreamed of being a writer like Gail Carson Levine (she has a great blog with writing tips if anyone is interested: Link).
     I hope that this semester I can spend my time enjoying my last bit of time in college while also looking to the future and figuring out what exactly it is I want!

Storybook Favorites

Since I read so many Mythology and Folklore storybooks last semester, I focused on reading from the Indian Epics archive. It's interesting the contrast in selection between the two classes since one class can choose from any tradition and it seems the selection pool is much smaller for the Indian Epics class. Most of the creativity seems to come simply from how you tell the story than from what stories you tell. However, these were my favorites from what I read. 

Top Lists. Web Source: Best Professors Lists


Rate my Rishi: Link
The first storybook I saw from the Indian Epics selection was the "Rate my Rishi" story. It was so different from the others and so clever! It also exceeded my expectations when the author was able to design the layout to reflect an actual website rather than just have descriptions. It was also a clever way to give different perspectives on one character in a simple and easy to follow way. 

Karma's Courthouse: Link
I loved this story because while the layout and story frame was simple, the writing itself was beautiful and really set the perfect tone for what the author wanted the reader to feel. I didn't love the layout of the site itself as the tabs were so small and tucked away and the print of the stories seemed a little small itself. Other than that, I really like this storybook. 

Hindu Lover Online: Link
This was another interesting set up for the story, similar to the ratemyrishi storybook. It's funny because as I was reading other storybooks, I was thinking a dating site storybook would be cute, largely inspired by the Black Mirror episode called Hang the DJ. I think the author could have done more visual work to reflect a dating site feel (like the ratemyrishi storybook did), but the writing itself was cute and a fun way to tell the stories. I'm glad I foudn this before I further pursued the idea of a dating app storybook. 

Monday, January 8, 2018

Reading Window: Another Favorite Place

Last semester, I wrote about one of my favorite places in the world: The Eiffel Tower. Here is a link if you'd like to check it out! Eiffel Tower Blog Post

Then I wrote about a far away place, but for this post I decided to focus a little closer to home. When thinking of my favorite places, I had a hard time thinking of a place I love that represents home. Oklahoma isn't a horrible place, but I love it for the people. There was truly only one place that represents home for me that is not made great by people. And that's my reading window from my childhood bedroom.

My family moved when I was in second grade and my parents took me and my brother to see the new house and chose our bedrooms. When I walked into my future room and saw the window, I knew I wanted it. I large window seat, I imagined filling it with pillows and reading. I imagined staring out the window when I was upset. I imagined being in high school and boy coming to throw rocks at my window like I had seen in movies (still a little bitter this never happened). So I called dibs and my aunts painted all the walls purple (my favorite color) for me. My grandma bought me a cushion and sewed black fabric with white swirls onto it. I filled it with pillows and blankets and stuffed animals.
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As a kid, I stayed busy with sports, activities, homework, and jobs. But from second grade to twelfth, a perfect day was when I found a great book and got to spend all day reading in that reading nook. I could look out my second story window to a beautiful blue Oklahoma sky. I cried in that window seat, I laughed. Sometimes it would sit unused for months, which made it all the more special when I climbed in again.

This past summer, I was finally asked to relinquish my bedroom to my younger brother. The cushion my grandma had made for me was taken out and a flat screen TV was put in. The purple walls were painted over in gray. It would never be mine again. I am grateful for the ten years I had full of reading past midnight, watching the rain fall outside, and dreaming of far away places from the safety of my own home.

Me just before my purple walls were painted over.
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Famous Last Words: Peace Out Homies

Once I turn in this assignment, I will be done with this class. And then I'll only have one thesis and one final exam. And then I'll...