This
storybook tells of the tales of women and the sea. There are many
amazing
stories of adventurous women and the sea. So many legends and
myths I have experience with do not tell the women's story like I think
it should. It was exciting to research stories that are told from
the perspective of a strong woman.
I have retold the legend of Sirentetta; the story of Mary Anne Talbot, an historical sailor; stories about two famous female pirates, Anne Bonny and Mary Read; the myth of Scylla, a beautiful sea nymph; and lastly, Sedna, the Inuit Goddess of the sea.
In my research, I have learned more about female pirates. Mermaid myths have always interested me as well. I was unaware of Scylla's story and have enjoyed retelling it. The legend of Sedna is amazing and like Scylla, I was unaware of such a wonderful legend. I have some knowledge of sailors in history, but was unfamiliar with how difficult it would have been to be a female and desire to sail on a ship in early history, so the story of Mary Anne Talbot has been wonderful to tell.
The stories I have found do not all paint a pretty picture of women, but the strength of women is loud and clear. I think that this topic is enlightening for all who read it.
I have retold the legend of Sirentetta; the story of Mary Anne Talbot, an historical sailor; stories about two famous female pirates, Anne Bonny and Mary Read; the myth of Scylla, a beautiful sea nymph; and lastly, Sedna, the Inuit Goddess of the sea.
In my research, I have learned more about female pirates. Mermaid myths have always interested me as well. I was unaware of Scylla's story and have enjoyed retelling it. The legend of Sedna is amazing and like Scylla, I was unaware of such a wonderful legend. I have some knowledge of sailors in history, but was unfamiliar with how difficult it would have been to be a female and desire to sail on a ship in early history, so the story of Mary Anne Talbot has been wonderful to tell.
The stories I have found do not all paint a pretty picture of women, but the strength of women is loud and clear. I think that this topic is enlightening for all who read it.
Here are some wonderful links I have used as resources for
this storybook:
Website: Lesbian Pirates: Anne Bonny and Mary Read
Website: Mythopoeia The Making of Myths
Website: Welcome to the Sedna Main Page
Website: The History of Mermaids
Website: Thrinberry Crop Failure 404
These
stories are
told by Calliope, an unfortunate young girl. She has lived the
life of an orphan, a lonely life. She does not have hope.
Calliope does not have the strength to continue such a life of
despair. She has no support, nor the necessary devices needed to
push ahead despite challenge.
For Calliope, the world would not miss her if she was no longer a part of it.
For Calliope, the world would not miss her if she was no longer a part of it.
The tale begins...
The third day...or is it the fourth? I cannot even remember. I know it has been at least two days since I have eaten. Not sure why I am counting. It doesn't matter. I have become very frustrated with this life of mine. Seventeen and already frustrated. It has been so long since I felt like the sun has
even shared a ray with me. Maybe I should not have left the girl's home.
It was just so hard to stay. I felt more oppressed by the girls there than supported. All they seemed to think about was how their hair appeared, if their cheeks were rosy enough, blah...blah...blah. Where is their sense of adventure? The adventure real life offers? Even though I am starving and without a companion I still have to think life will offer up some kind of adventure. I think it would be splendid to come across a huge plate filled
with scrumptious food, now that would be an adventure right now!
All of my seventeen years I feel like I have been missing something. Shuffled from home to home should have been adventure enough. I feel like all that accomplished was damage to my spirit. This is the last escape from the home. I feel like I can go on like this no longer. Maybe if I get a meal I will stop feeling so hopeless. I have not gone down to the port yet. I will try my luck with the seafaring crews, I guess.
The third day...or is it the fourth? I cannot even remember. I know it has been at least two days since I have eaten. Not sure why I am counting. It doesn't matter. I have become very frustrated with this life of mine. Seventeen and already frustrated. It has been so long since I felt like the sun has
even shared a ray with me. Maybe I should not have left the girl's home.
It was just so hard to stay. I felt more oppressed by the girls there than supported. All they seemed to think about was how their hair appeared, if their cheeks were rosy enough, blah...blah...blah. Where is their sense of adventure? The adventure real life offers? Even though I am starving and without a companion I still have to think life will offer up some kind of adventure. I think it would be splendid to come across a huge plate filled
with scrumptious food, now that would be an adventure right now!
All of my seventeen years I feel like I have been missing something. Shuffled from home to home should have been adventure enough. I feel like all that accomplished was damage to my spirit. This is the last escape from the home. I feel like I can go on like this no longer. Maybe if I get a meal I will stop feeling so hopeless. I have not gone down to the port yet. I will try my luck with the seafaring crews, I guess.