Story Telling

My story telling experience began at the KOA in Bozeman, MT. It was my family reunion and I have about twenty little cousins. (I know that seems like a lot, but its the truth!) I told them my favorite story about the sword and the stone. It was getting close to bed time, so I knew i had better keep it interesting. I had them help turn the pages in the book and even once in a while i had them help me read a couple of lines. Telling stories to young children can be kind of difficult, because they can ask questions before you get to the main points. I learned that you kind of have to go with the flow and let it be for the kids, so that you know at least they are enjoying it. I also learned that voice tone is very important especially depending on the type of audience that you are telling the story to. For children you need to have several different tones such as a lower one for more intense parts and a lighter happier one for just normal parts. This storytelling was a great experience it taught us how to interact with our audience's and also get the myth or story across to the audience.

Reflection

This was a very interesting class that gave me a broader prospective on myth and how it surrounds us. My favorite part was reading the stories from Jane Yolen and remebering some of them from stories that were told to me as a child. It was interesting to see the parallels in the stories, and the simple life lessons, that were evident in each story that are taught to all of us as childern.

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Family Rituals

Everyone always has a different family ritual during the holiday season. My family is probably fairly similar to everyone else's, but like Victor Turner states that rituals have different perspectives between people and between different families. My family has a big prime rib dinner on Christmas eve, then on Christmas day we open presents and enjoy the company of family members. To others this may seem like a typical Christmas; however, to us it has a very special meaning.

4th of July

Every year our family gets together on the 4th of July and celebrates independence day. This family ritual is never planned, everyone just knows where it will be, what time, and obviously the day. Everyone contributes something and by the time we get all of the food laid out there is enough food to feed a small army. And the even sadder part is that most of it is gone at the end! This ritual is kind of like family reunion; everyone shows up, they gossip, eat, play games, and then eat some more. Our family then departs for the day and goes their separate ways. Some of the family wont speak to each other for a couple more months or maybe even tell the next 4th of July.

The End

Two years of hard work, dedication, suffering, chaos, and did I mention hard work? Casper College lasted two years of my life, but it wasn't the college part that was hard, it was the extra curricular activities that I participated in was, it was livestock judging. The entire two years at Casper College I just wanted to be done, most days I just wanted to give up and quit, but a part of me just couldn't bring myself to just quit. We would judge livestock rain or shine, or snow! Well it was usually below freezing or pretty close! But my coach always said practice makes perfect, so after our first competition of sweeping the floor clean and a van loaded with trophies. We were first in the nation. Each compitition getting more competitive by card turned in. Finally it was the last competition of the year after all of our hard work and effort it was finally over. Something inside us felt missing after the season had ended. After if was all over and we simply wanted to quit each day, the end snuck up on us and left. As the year finished up and we graduated from Caper College, we each hold a bond for those two years of hard work and dedication.

Calving Season

It was my first time alone during calving season. My dad needed me to get up several times during the night to check on the heifers to make sure they were doing fine. Well the first time I got up it was about eleven thirty. I grabbed the fully charged flash light and started towards the corrals. The heifers in the first lot were doing just fine as far as I could tell but the closer I got to the second lot I noticed a heifer in the corner alone. As I got closer I noticed that she had already started giving birth. The closer I got I noticed that something wasn't right. To skip the entire anatomy of the birthing process the most preferred way is to have the front feet come out first and then the head follows, however this wasn't the case I noticed the calf's back legs were coming out first, so I knew that this calf needed to be pulled and it had to be soon. I moved the heifer into a calving shoot. (which is simply a shoot that keeps the cows from moving while you help her pull the calf out) I began to pull on the back legs with all my might, but being 5' tall I wasn't of much help to the poor lady! So I had no choice I ran up to the house and called my uncle who lives right next door. He came over within five minutes to save the day. He helped me put the pulling chains on the legs of the calf and with one mighty tug from my uncle the calf slid right out. The calf was alive and healthy! And as soon as we released the heifer for the shoot she fell madly in love with her baby. After my parents arrived home I had told them what had happened, and of course my dad teased me for a while that I wasn't able to do it on my own!