Children's Literature
Meme from faded_lilac
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag five people. (OR NOT)
Loooking about with fresh eyes, the lunacy of her situation terrified her. She was alone, she was thirsty and worn, her skin was raw with sea-spray. She was floating nowhere, in the center of nothing, with only the thin hull of a boat to keep her sinking and disappearing, leaving nothing behind. She sat, with her nails carved into the wood, and the indifferent ocean plashed in each direction for miles.
And then the cities would reappear on the skyline, and castles and lush woodlands as well, and Maddy would feel safe again, not lost at all, and gradually go back to sleep.
-The Ghost's Child, Sonya Hartnett
This is one of the books we read for Children's Lit, which I just finished my exam in. It's a very strange little book, and I almost don't know what to think of it. It's really flowery sometimes, but it's a decent piece of magical realism, and it's one of the very rare young adult romances whose moral is "romance is not the be-all-end-all of a good life"... which endears it beyond belief to me for reasons that you can probably supply, given that you watch my insecurity-ladened LJ.
Anyway, I just finished my Children's Lit exam today. Ended up writing about Hunchback of Notre Dame. I wish that I had the language capability to express how deeply that movie screwed with my poor little 8-year-old brain, so that you would understand why I keep bringing it up. The question was on how the villain dies in two of our texts, which naturally Frollo is perfect for, but I literally got too nervous to finish the question and had to finish the rest of the exam and come back to it. I'm almost 21. It's been 13 years this Monday since I saw that movie for the first time. It's MY Watership Down.
(But it was Hunchback or Chinese Cinderella, and while Hunchback has caused me unspeakable psychological damage, I just hate Chinese Cinderella 'cause we had to read it in 7th grade and everyone hated it. Psychological Trauma < Middle School Assignment Trauma, apparently.)
Only one exam left! Then a weekend on the reef, then a drinking-alone 21st, then home!
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 4-7 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag five people. (OR NOT)
Loooking about with fresh eyes, the lunacy of her situation terrified her. She was alone, she was thirsty and worn, her skin was raw with sea-spray. She was floating nowhere, in the center of nothing, with only the thin hull of a boat to keep her sinking and disappearing, leaving nothing behind. She sat, with her nails carved into the wood, and the indifferent ocean plashed in each direction for miles.
And then the cities would reappear on the skyline, and castles and lush woodlands as well, and Maddy would feel safe again, not lost at all, and gradually go back to sleep.
-The Ghost's Child, Sonya Hartnett
This is one of the books we read for Children's Lit, which I just finished my exam in. It's a very strange little book, and I almost don't know what to think of it. It's really flowery sometimes, but it's a decent piece of magical realism, and it's one of the very rare young adult romances whose moral is "romance is not the be-all-end-all of a good life"... which endears it beyond belief to me for reasons that you can probably supply, given that you watch my insecurity-ladened LJ.
Anyway, I just finished my Children's Lit exam today. Ended up writing about Hunchback of Notre Dame. I wish that I had the language capability to express how deeply that movie screwed with my poor little 8-year-old brain, so that you would understand why I keep bringing it up. The question was on how the villain dies in two of our texts, which naturally Frollo is perfect for, but I literally got too nervous to finish the question and had to finish the rest of the exam and come back to it. I'm almost 21. It's been 13 years this Monday since I saw that movie for the first time. It's MY Watership Down.
(But it was Hunchback or Chinese Cinderella, and while Hunchback has caused me unspeakable psychological damage, I just hate Chinese Cinderella 'cause we had to read it in 7th grade and everyone hated it. Psychological Trauma < Middle School Assignment Trauma, apparently.)
Only one exam left! Then a weekend on the reef, then a drinking-alone 21st, then home!