The spirit has left me.
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kippurbirdAnd once more into the breach my friends, once more!
Edwin leaves, Cole carves, it rains, he does laundry. The next day he tries to make himself invisible to the bear by trying to mask his human scent and then he goes and tries to see the bear, but instead gets really cold. He tries this several more times with no luck.
Then one day he sees a beaver. He sits really still and watches it and then for some reason tries to grab it. The beaver slaps his tail at him.
That was the only time the beaver ever came near. Cole regretted betraying the beaver's trust. He couldn't help but think how many thousands of times he had done the same thing to people. That night he danced the beaver dance. He realized that a beaver had persistence, patience and ingenuity. By using only its front teeth to chew down one tree at a time and dragging each one into the water, it eventually made a home that could dam a whole river.
The next day, Cole began carving a beaver's head. He tried to think about the lessons the beaver had to teach but he grew frustrated by how poorly he carved. His beaver head looked more like a deformed frog. Still he kept carving.
Now the only intelligent thing in that above sentence is the fact that he had trouble carving. The rest of it is more heavy handed poppy cock. Once you start saying things like "thinking about the lessons" then you know the author is trying to shove a lesson and a moral down your throat. And when they start doing that, I put the book down. If you can't put the lesson in subtly then you're dong it wrong. No one likes to hear, "And this is the Lesson you should have Learned" when reading.
Time passes. Cole is busy. Cole still hasn't seen the Spirit Bear or danced the dance of anger. I'm going to dance the dance of happiness when this book is over. Edwin shows up and asks if he has danced the dance of anger yet and then leaves. Cole feels sad that the man leaves, wondering if he cared or not, or if he was mad. Perhaps the idea that Cole is supposed to stay alone on the island and not really have human contact is beyond him.
In any case Cole tries to stop being angry. But he can't dance the dance of anger. He also tries to become invisible. He's sad that he can't do it. Then one night he realizes how he can do it!
OMGAWD CLIFFIE!!
Short tonight. Which is good, even if it is rather pointless. But I'm sleepy, so I'm going to bed.
Edwin leaves, Cole carves, it rains, he does laundry. The next day he tries to make himself invisible to the bear by trying to mask his human scent and then he goes and tries to see the bear, but instead gets really cold. He tries this several more times with no luck.
Then one day he sees a beaver. He sits really still and watches it and then for some reason tries to grab it. The beaver slaps his tail at him.
That was the only time the beaver ever came near. Cole regretted betraying the beaver's trust. He couldn't help but think how many thousands of times he had done the same thing to people. That night he danced the beaver dance. He realized that a beaver had persistence, patience and ingenuity. By using only its front teeth to chew down one tree at a time and dragging each one into the water, it eventually made a home that could dam a whole river.
The next day, Cole began carving a beaver's head. He tried to think about the lessons the beaver had to teach but he grew frustrated by how poorly he carved. His beaver head looked more like a deformed frog. Still he kept carving.
Now the only intelligent thing in that above sentence is the fact that he had trouble carving. The rest of it is more heavy handed poppy cock. Once you start saying things like "thinking about the lessons" then you know the author is trying to shove a lesson and a moral down your throat. And when they start doing that, I put the book down. If you can't put the lesson in subtly then you're dong it wrong. No one likes to hear, "And this is the Lesson you should have Learned" when reading.
Time passes. Cole is busy. Cole still hasn't seen the Spirit Bear or danced the dance of anger. I'm going to dance the dance of happiness when this book is over. Edwin shows up and asks if he has danced the dance of anger yet and then leaves. Cole feels sad that the man leaves, wondering if he cared or not, or if he was mad. Perhaps the idea that Cole is supposed to stay alone on the island and not really have human contact is beyond him.
In any case Cole tries to stop being angry. But he can't dance the dance of anger. He also tries to become invisible. He's sad that he can't do it. Then one night he realizes how he can do it!
OMGAWD CLIFFIE!!
Short tonight. Which is good, even if it is rather pointless. But I'm sleepy, so I'm going to bed.
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Date: 2007-08-25 11:45 am (UTC)"That night he danced the beaver dance"?! That was an actual LINE?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! I hope it involved shoving his face into a tree and trying to carry branches in his teeth!
...So, the Spirit Bear is the Bear that is not a Bear? XD
I commend you for sporking this... darn, but it deserves it. O_o
The Dance of Anger?
Date: 2007-08-25 12:47 pm (UTC)"Today Cole we will teach you how to dance the dance of anger," Garvey said.
"How? Didn't you say I had to discover it for myself?"
"Indeed you must, you must prowl the woods seeking the spirit of the pinecone!" Garvey explained.
Cole nodded, it all made perfect sense, the pine cone was a hard shell filled with life giving seeds. So he ran off into the woods, trying to be the pinecone, to have the mind of a pinecone.
All of a sudden there was a strange sound, like a branch snapping. Before Cole could do anything he was swept straight up for maybe five or six feet. For some reason he was wrapped up inside a net with coloured strips of paper woven into it.
At first he wasn't sure what had happened. Then as he squirmed, and got more stuck, he realised what was wrong; obviously he'd accidentally triggered some animal trap, the kind that uses a net to capture the animal alive.
"HELP! HEEEEEEEELP!" Cole yelled.
Sudden he heard Garveys voice, "You've found the spirit of the pinecone!"
"What do you mean?" Garvey asked.
Another voice came in now, "He means..." there was a pause, from drooling, "The Spanish word for pinecone is piñata!"
"Piñata?" Cole asked, he was confused, and there was something oddly familiar with the voice.
"Yes! Now you will dance the dance of anger!" Garvey said, and began striking the drums while chanting "Hunga Munga! Hunga Munga!"
"How can I dance when I'm wrapped up in a net?" Cole asked.
That's when something hit him, quite hard.
"OWWW!"
"Hunga Munga! Hunga Munga!" Garvey chanted, while beating the drum to the rhythm of the blows raining down on Cole.
"Oww! Oww! Oww!" said Cole, also in rhythm, each time a blow landed. He twisted and squirmed trying to dodge each blow, but they kept coming.
For a moment the drums stopped beating, and so did the stick, then Garvey spoke, "See you're dancing the dance of anger!"
"Yes you dirty psycho! Serves you right!" the other voice said.
Suddenly Cole recognised it, "P-p-peter? OW!"
The drumbeat started up again.
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Date: 2007-08-25 09:35 pm (UTC)Which would actually work if I gave a shit about Cole!