Oh shoot it's a blog week. I'm in-between applying to Fairleigh Dickinson and going to math tutoring and going to the Homecoming Dance, so I'll make this brief.
When we watched The Importance of Being Earnest, Reese Witherspoon's caracter was frequntly shown daydreaming. We all laughed and thought it was so weird and funny, but I totally identified with her.
Story is an escape from reality. We all need imagination if we've any hope of an awesome life. Day dreaming is fun because you're more in-control and you can remember your dreams more easily than if you were night-dreaming. Sometimes, when we are amid a hectic day or honestly cannot take another sad story on the news, we need to esxape to the realm of our favourite stories or stories we've created ourselves. The downside to day dreaming, however, is when you do it so often you simply cannot concentrate-- even if it's during calculus class and we all know that you NEED to concentrate in that class!
This may come as a shock to some of you, but I think I spend more time in the realms of story than I do in reality. I used to strictly day dream of Narnia, journeying through the plot-line of my own Narnian adventures of a dryad-turned-human by Aslan to fullfil a propheesy (I still don't know what that is but I'm sure I will figure it out one day...) who ends up marrying High King Peter and ruling with the Pevensies in Narnia's Golden Age and I'm a fantastic archer and sword fighter with long chesnut hair and a high pain tolerance who can run and ride with the best of them and talks with an English accent and is a devout follower of Aslan and--- you get the idea (I've been thinking this up since, like fourh grade soit's pretty extensive lol). As I've gotten older and have been exposed to more stories, I find my daydreams broadening as well. I put my self in Camelot as I am Prince Arthur's love (Bradley James everybody-- am I right?!) or in my new favourite show Reign as Bash's love (Torrance Coombs everybody-- am I right?!). Hmm... I'm detecting a theme... yup, these are the day dreams of a love-sick and despearate-for-a-fantasy-book-like-romance teenage girl. And I'm putting this on teh internet. Oh boy.
Regardless of your day dreams and their themes, you do day dream, don't you? I hope you do, for day dreams can be quite fun. I find them thereapeutic-- envisioning an argument in your head can help you cpe with your anger. All-in-all, I hope you see stories as a healthy way to escape the day-to-day drudgery we all can experience and go on fantastical adventures.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Making the Grounded Fly
I think, considering I'm in bed and it's 10:23 on a Tuesday night, that it's a fine and dandy time for me to do my blog post. I'll keep it short and sweet; an inspiring experience I'll describe for you.
My fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Miller, was also my sixth grade teacher. She and I are still friends to this day. In fourth grade, she introduced me to the book "The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe", which has changed my life (whose life hasn't it changed?!). She had this little cardboard castle, and if you were lucky enough, you could read in it during free reading time. I miss free reading time; that's something we need more of (if the book I ordered in AUGUST would just GET HERE!!). Alas, I grew up and onto the main memory we go.
We had free reading time in sixth grade as well, and once someone got the idea that we journey just outside of the classroom-- the front of the school with a couple trees and tons of grass and fresh air-- and have our reading time out there. JERNYUS! Mrs. Miller made it happen (got it approved), and our class traveled to the outside world with our books. This was one castle we could all read in.
It occurred to me that students sat back-to-back, touching and connecting with each other in the physical world, but their minds and imaginations were elsewhere. We could be touching, yet worlds apart. Hypothetically, someone was stuck in medieval times, someone else on the basketball court, and they needed the other for SUPPORT, yet they were in realms unrelated to each other.
It's amazing what stories can do, where they can take you. We can be waiting for the speed line beneath the city yet high upon the balcony of a medieval castle. We could be as single as ever yet engrossed in a dangerous and passionate love triangle. We can be holding hands, touching backs, etc. with someone yet be on completely different planets or in completely different time periods.
Stories have an amazing way of making the grounded fly.
È finito <3
My fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Miller, was also my sixth grade teacher. She and I are still friends to this day. In fourth grade, she introduced me to the book "The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe", which has changed my life (whose life hasn't it changed?!). She had this little cardboard castle, and if you were lucky enough, you could read in it during free reading time. I miss free reading time; that's something we need more of (if the book I ordered in AUGUST would just GET HERE!!). Alas, I grew up and onto the main memory we go.
We had free reading time in sixth grade as well, and once someone got the idea that we journey just outside of the classroom-- the front of the school with a couple trees and tons of grass and fresh air-- and have our reading time out there. JERNYUS! Mrs. Miller made it happen (got it approved), and our class traveled to the outside world with our books. This was one castle we could all read in.
It occurred to me that students sat back-to-back, touching and connecting with each other in the physical world, but their minds and imaginations were elsewhere. We could be touching, yet worlds apart. Hypothetically, someone was stuck in medieval times, someone else on the basketball court, and they needed the other for SUPPORT, yet they were in realms unrelated to each other.
It's amazing what stories can do, where they can take you. We can be waiting for the speed line beneath the city yet high upon the balcony of a medieval castle. We could be as single as ever yet engrossed in a dangerous and passionate love triangle. We can be holding hands, touching backs, etc. with someone yet be on completely different planets or in completely different time periods.
Stories have an amazing way of making the grounded fly.
È finito <3
- For: Milslice
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