Friday, September 30, 2011
Journal #5: Rituals in Our Lives
Can you think of something that you do in your life that is a ritual? Are there rituals you want to be a part of? Take a moment to share a ritual in your life or one you hope to be.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Reading Assignment: Book of Ruth
Today's blog is not an assignment in the Between the Ears. You are asked to go into Moodle. Directions for this activity is what is provided here. First you will minimize this blog and on your desk top you will find moodle one. You will click on moodle. Then you will scroll to the bottom there you will find search courses. You will type in my name Calhoun. This will take you to my class site. Next to enter you will need my password it is davinci. Type this and then you will be at my moodle. There you will find an assignment entitled Book of Ruth. Click there and read the assignment. Below the reading you will find the questions. Save the questions to your computer and when it is complete. Submit the paper through Moodle. This is done by clicking on the Book of Ruth Reading Comprehension Submission.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
What is Sadie Hawkins?
Sadie Hawkins Day actually began as a made up event in a comic strip from the late 1930s. Al Capp's Lil' Abner. This comic was about a group of hillbillies who lived in the Mountains and lived in a small town called Dogpatch. Dogpatch was full of stereotypical characters from Lil' Abner who was gorgeous and absolutely dumb to Earthquake McGoon who was ex wrestler.
According to Capp Interprises, Sadie Hawkins Day made it first appearance in November 15, 1937. According to the comic Sadie Hawkins was a very ugly girl and her father could not "marry her off. " Her father was a "big shot" in city so he was able to decree the first annual Sadie Hawkins Day race in which Sadie was then allowed to chase all the single men of Dogpatch. The rule was there was no rules and whoever she caught would become her husband.
Thus, the legend of Sadie in the comics but how did they turn into a dance? Well according to the Capp Interprises, "life magazine reported over 200 colleges holding Sadie Hawkins Day events in 1939, only two years after its inception. It became a woman empowering rite at high schools and college campuses, long before the modern feminist movement gained prominence. The basis of Sadie Hawkins Day is that women and girls take the initiative in inviting the man or boy of their choice out on a date, typically to a dance attended by other bachelors and their aggressive dates."
Because the public responded to the comic strip Al Capp every November would have the characters prepare for Sadie Hawkins Day and the comic began to have the main characters Daisy Mae and Lil' Abner chase each other year after year.
Refer to the link provided to check out Lil' Aber comics
According to Capp Interprises, Sadie Hawkins Day made it first appearance in November 15, 1937. According to the comic Sadie Hawkins was a very ugly girl and her father could not "marry her off. " Her father was a "big shot" in city so he was able to decree the first annual Sadie Hawkins Day race in which Sadie was then allowed to chase all the single men of Dogpatch. The rule was there was no rules and whoever she caught would become her husband.
Thus, the legend of Sadie in the comics but how did they turn into a dance? Well according to the Capp Interprises, "life magazine reported over 200 colleges holding Sadie Hawkins Day events in 1939, only two years after its inception. It became a woman empowering rite at high schools and college campuses, long before the modern feminist movement gained prominence. The basis of Sadie Hawkins Day is that women and girls take the initiative in inviting the man or boy of their choice out on a date, typically to a dance attended by other bachelors and their aggressive dates."
Because the public responded to the comic strip Al Capp every November would have the characters prepare for Sadie Hawkins Day and the comic began to have the main characters Daisy Mae and Lil' Abner chase each other year after year.
Refer to the link provided to check out Lil' Aber comics
Monday, September 19, 2011
New Task: Read, Copy, and Paste
Below the blog (journal) assignments you will find a section to read, copy, and paste into notes from 9/12 or 9/13...after doing this close laptops and get to work on YORUBA DOORS.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Journal 4: Hemingway Challenge
This comes from PERPETUAL FOLLY a literary blog:
Ernest Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in six words. The result: “For sale: baby shoes, never used.” Rumor has it that Hemingway regarded it as his greatest work. Stirred by this masterwork, the editors of BlackBook asked 25 of today’s most renowned writers to offer their own original six-word stories. Some offered more than 10 narratives in less than an hour’s time, while others took weeks to labor over each of their six words. In spite of its economy, the collection delivers the same humor, drama, irony, and suspense found in literature’s lengthier tomes.
Give it a try in a Comment to this Post!
Here are just a few from the 25...
“Forgive me!” “What for?” “Never mind.” –John Updike
Eyeballed me, killed him. Slight exaggeration. –Irvine Welsh
Satan—Jehovah—fifteen rounds. A draw. –Norman Mailer
grass, cow, calf, milk, cheese, France –Rick Moody
He remembered something that never happened. –A.M. Homes
Saigon Hotel. Decades later. He weeps. –Robert Olen Butler
—I love you . . . –Love ya back. –Courtney Eldridge
She gave. He took. He forgot. –Tobias Wolff
All her life: half a house. –Jamie O’Neill
Poison; meditation; skiing; ants—nothing worked. –Edward Albee
My nemesis is dead. Now what? –Michael Cunningham
I saw. I conquered. Couldn’t come. –David Lodge
“Cyanide? Bitter almonds.” He knew. How? –Brian Bouldrey
Father died. Mother triumphed. I left. –Mary Gaitskill
“You? Her? No dice, fat boy.” –Pinckney Benedict
Oh, that? It’s nothing. Not contagious. –Augusten Burroughs
Mother’s Day came, doubling Oedipus’ pleasure. –Bruce Benderson
Tossed remorselessly, whiffle balls sure hurt. –J.T. LeRoy
As she fell, her mind wandered. –Rebecca Miller
It’s negative. Say hi to Mom. –Ben Greenman
Shiva destroys Earth: “Well, that’s that.” –A.G. Pasquella
Havana’s no place for hockey, coach. –Nicholas Weinstock.
The above came from the Utne Reader, July-August 2005, reprinted from the Fall 2004 Arts Issue of BlackBook. Thanks to Kathy Schienle for passing the challenge along to us.
Are you up for the challenge can you write a story in six words.
Ernest Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in six words. The result: “For sale: baby shoes, never used.” Rumor has it that Hemingway regarded it as his greatest work. Stirred by this masterwork, the editors of BlackBook asked 25 of today’s most renowned writers to offer their own original six-word stories. Some offered more than 10 narratives in less than an hour’s time, while others took weeks to labor over each of their six words. In spite of its economy, the collection delivers the same humor, drama, irony, and suspense found in literature’s lengthier tomes.
Give it a try in a Comment to this Post!
Here are just a few from the 25...
“Forgive me!” “What for?” “Never mind.” –John Updike
Eyeballed me, killed him. Slight exaggeration. –Irvine Welsh
Satan—Jehovah—fifteen rounds. A draw. –Norman Mailer
grass, cow, calf, milk, cheese, France –Rick Moody
He remembered something that never happened. –A.M. Homes
Saigon Hotel. Decades later. He weeps. –Robert Olen Butler
—I love you . . . –Love ya back. –Courtney Eldridge
She gave. He took. He forgot. –Tobias Wolff
All her life: half a house. –Jamie O’Neill
Poison; meditation; skiing; ants—nothing worked. –Edward Albee
My nemesis is dead. Now what? –Michael Cunningham
I saw. I conquered. Couldn’t come. –David Lodge
“Cyanide? Bitter almonds.” He knew. How? –Brian Bouldrey
Father died. Mother triumphed. I left. –Mary Gaitskill
“You? Her? No dice, fat boy.” –Pinckney Benedict
Oh, that? It’s nothing. Not contagious. –Augusten Burroughs
Mother’s Day came, doubling Oedipus’ pleasure. –Bruce Benderson
Tossed remorselessly, whiffle balls sure hurt. –J.T. LeRoy
As she fell, her mind wandered. –Rebecca Miller
It’s negative. Say hi to Mom. –Ben Greenman
Shiva destroys Earth: “Well, that’s that.” –A.G. Pasquella
Havana’s no place for hockey, coach. –Nicholas Weinstock.
The above came from the Utne Reader, July-August 2005, reprinted from the Fall 2004 Arts Issue of BlackBook. Thanks to Kathy Schienle for passing the challenge along to us.
Are you up for the challenge can you write a story in six words.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Journal 3: Find a Connection to a Tale from Ghana
Read the short excerpt about the Baule (bah.oo.lay) people of Ghana. This short tells describes the sacrifice which is the origin of the group's name. The name Baule comes from the word baouli means “the child has died.”
For the blog, record a story or tradition from your culture or from others that has something in common with the tale. Do NOT repeat any of the comments. Try to choose something that is unique.
This comes from Ashanti to Zulu: African Traditions by Margaret Musgrove
To the Baule, a crocodile holding a big fish in its mouth is a sacred symbol. A Baule legend tells of a war with the Ashanti (uh.shahnt.ee), another tribe in Ghana. The Ashanti had chased the Baule to a deep river. There was no bridge, so the Baule asked the crocodiles to help them across. The crocodiles agreed, but in return they demanded the most precious thing the Baule people had. Tearfully the queen gave them her only son. Then the crocodiles lined up side by side in the water, and the Baule walked across their backs to safety.
For the blog, record a story or tradition from your culture or from others that has something in common with the tale. Do NOT repeat any of the comments. Try to choose something that is unique.
This comes from Ashanti to Zulu: African Traditions by Margaret Musgrove
To the Baule, a crocodile holding a big fish in its mouth is a sacred symbol. A Baule legend tells of a war with the Ashanti (uh.shahnt.ee), another tribe in Ghana. The Ashanti had chased the Baule to a deep river. There was no bridge, so the Baule asked the crocodiles to help them across. The crocodiles agreed, but in return they demanded the most precious thing the Baule people had. Tearfully the queen gave them her only son. Then the crocodiles lined up side by side in the water, and the Baule walked across their backs to safety.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Second Journal...Another... What If
If you could go back to any moment in history, where would you go?
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