Thursday, January 21, 2016

Week 1 Storytelling

There once was a girl who felt oh so proud about the way she looked. She would prance around the town for the benefit of the others, since they were in the gracefulness of her presence. The girl was well known for her doe-eyes, luscious hair, glowing skin, breath-taking smile and her sweet voice. It was obvious that the other girls in the town were hiding behind a jealous figure but secretly adoring her. While the boys of the town could not get enough of her they would slyly follow her around the village.

The girl knew how beautiful she was and when asked about how she became to be this gorgeous she would simple reply by saying, “It is a gift from God.” Her statement made girls pray more than ever to be blessed like she has been and the boys to pray that one day they would be the lucky one to marry her first. What the girl failed to mention was that God was not the God everyone believed in, but a stranger who falsely claimed to be the creator of all of mankind.

What people neglected to see past the girl’s beauty was her intelligence. Although she would exceed in the ‘regular’ townspeople criteria, she would still make her way through the village to brighten others’ day with her charisma. When she would stop by a shop to talk to people, there would be repeated talk about her angelic features. The more they talked about her beauty the happier and more beautiful she would get. People did not see the importance of talking about intellectual topics since beauty had a higher curiosity.

One day she was looking dull and her stomach had a horrible ache so she decided that she should visit ‘God’. So, she packed her belongings and headed out for her three day trip. Once she arrive to the cottage and stepped foot on his yard she could feel a sense of change in the atmosphere. She knocked on the door and waited for a couple of minutes before peering around. She found a crack open in the widow and pulled herself through. After looking around for quite some time, she was not able to recognize anything in the cottage. Worried she was in the wrong place she hurried to leave and bumped into the nightstand. Scattering to put back all the books the way they were she found a note that fell out of one of the journals. The note said,

“Dear girl,

I hoped that you will find this note in time before it is too late. It is true that I had helped you improve your looks to be the most beautiful girl in town. Although what I have failed to inform you is that with this great appearance you must uphold beauty within. Before you met me, you wanted to help the townspeople you told me that no one would give you attention because you believed that you were ugly. I did lie to you because I am not God I am a sorcerer. Intentionally, I created a curse instead of cure since you would not hear me when I said that you were beautiful both inside and out. Alas, I am sure you are here to seek for my help again but this time I would not be able to. If you are feeling some sort of pain and then you should know that your time is up. If not, then know that there is still a chance.

I wish you the best. “


Frantically rereading the note, the girl broke into tears and started to destroy the room. From tearing down the wall hangings to breaking the mirror, she could not stop. Once she was able to gather herself she caught a glimpse of her face through a shattered mirror piece. Slowly reaching to grab it, she is terrified to see what she has become. Her skin is now pale and her eyes have withered. She cannot recognize herself. Frightened, she throws the piece and it shatters into tinier pieces. Unknowingly, one gets lodged in her throat and she started gasping for air. She suffocated that night and her beauty was never to seen again.





Abstract girl in the mirror. Source

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Author's Note


The moral from the fable was  "We often make much of the ornamental and despise the useful" which was easy to be creative with. Overall the story defines that true beauty lies within and without that prior knowledge you will lose it before you know it.




Bibliography. This story is based on the fable "The Stag and His Reflection" in The Aesop for Children book, by Anonymous, illustrated by Milo Winter (1919) Source

3 comments:

  1. Excellent tale! I enjoyed the descriptive language you used when describing the woman's looks and the attitudes that people had about her. The moral of the story is a worthy one as well—the importance of what is inside a person, not merely their looks. We could all benefit from being reminded of this. I am also relieved to know that my story isn't the only one with a violent ending (spoiler alert?). The build-up to her demise was well portrayed in the language that you used: the rage, the final glimpse, and the sudden tragedy.

    Thank you for sharing this story! I look forward to reading more in the future.

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  2. I loved the whole story, specially the ending. The moral of the story is very inspiring. I really think you did a great job writing the whole story. I was very engaged and thoroughly enjoyed the whole thing. Keep up the great work! The dramatic language you used was appropriate for the story. The whole concept of how inner beauty matters more than the outer appearance was clearly understood.

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  3. The picture at the end was beautiful and completely perfect for your story. I loved it! It was a great and very deep message within it! Beauty is from within! What is seen will fade with time, what is underneath will last a lifetime. I think it would be interesting if everyones beauty was based off of the beauty within. Overall, good job on the story!

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