"So, after being stripped of her mes at each of the seven gates of the Underworld, Inanna stands naked before her sister, Ereshkigal. Ereshkigal looks at her and then the Anna, or the seven judges pronounce their judgment upon her: They looked at her -- it was the look of death. They spoke to her -- it was the speech of anger. They shouted at her -- it was the shout of heavy guilt. Inanna died, they hung her body on a hook, and her corpse was left to rot. Charming reunion among sisters, huh?"
"There are probably very few of us in this room who haven't been in a situation where we've been at rock bottom before; where we've felt abandoned and worthless; like failures. This isn't something I'd require you to discuss with your classmates if you don't want to, but think about that time and, more specifically, what happened that allowed you to get back out of it. Did you receive help from someone? An inspiring message or thought? Did something happen to allow you to recover? Take out a piece of paper and write down the details of what the situation was and how it was resolved."
"If that's still too much for you, or you don't feel like you have a relevant experience, or you just wish to talk to your classmates, feel free to discuss a relevant movie or novel where this occurs. What happened to the hero there? How did they move on?"
Re: Class Activitylife_inshadowMarch 16 2010, 18:45:38 UTC
Tara wrote a sketchy, short paper about her experiences with her father and brother the previous parents' weekend. It implied more than it said, but the whole story was there if you looked closely.
Re: Class Activitydeath_of_hopeMarch 16 2010, 18:58:48 UTC
Anemone tilted her head, chewing her lip slightly before writing. She didn't mind talking about it, if someone asked, but she knew things like this often made her classmates uncomfortable.
I am the Anemone, she wrote finally. It's what I am, not just my name. I am the 'death of hope,' the windflower. I was created to be the ending, not a beginning.
I ended up changing because one person was willing to believe I could be more than my nature, and he convinced other people to let him try. If it wasn't for Dominic, I would, actually, be dead.
Re: Class ActivityancientbschampMarch 16 2010, 20:00:35 UTC
Oh, Gabrielle could think of a couple of situations that qualified. Just wait until she lives through the rest of canon. She'd be here all day narrowing them down. She tapped her pencil -- pen and ink were too messy to haul around everywhere -- thoughtfully against her lips and began to write.
And write.
. . . and write. This was Gabrielle; she wouldn't know how to be concise if she tried.
I sing of Perdicas; a boy I knew, a man I loved who mysteriously de-aged and got way hotter than he was in the pilot episode . . .
What Cindy was going to end up with was a good dozen pieces of paper's worth of the entire story, everything from the fall of Troy to Xena's body-swap with Callisto, concluding with the following:
Recovery, full recovery, is a point on the path I haven't yet reached. I'm still journeying toward that point, and I don't know when I'll reach it, but I do know I'd never have made it this far down the road without Xena . . . and even the lessons I learned from her when I had to look into the face of my worst enemy
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"If that's still too much for you, or you don't feel like you have a relevant experience, or you just wish to talk to your classmates, feel free to discuss a relevant movie or novel where this occurs. What happened to the hero there? How did they move on?"
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I am the Anemone, she wrote finally. It's what I am, not just my name. I am the 'death of hope,' the windflower. I was created to be the ending, not a beginning.
I ended up changing because one person was willing to believe I could be more than my nature, and he convinced other people to let him try. If it wasn't for Dominic, I would, actually, be dead.
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And write.
. . . and write. This was Gabrielle; she wouldn't know how to be concise if she tried.
I sing of Perdicas; a boy I knew, a man I loved who mysteriously de-aged and got way hotter than he was in the pilot episode . . .
What Cindy was going to end up with was a good dozen pieces of paper's worth of the entire story, everything from the fall of Troy to Xena's body-swap with Callisto, concluding with the following:
Recovery, full recovery, is a point on the path I haven't yet reached. I'm still journeying toward that point, and I don't know when I'll reach it, but I do know I'd never have made it this far down the road without Xena . . . and even the lessons I learned from her when I had to look into the face of my worst enemy ( ... )
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And totally late, curse you RL for eating me
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