Children's Literature, Morality + Changing IdealsIntroductionChildren's Literature, Morality + Changing Ideals1 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
With the invention of the printing press in the fifteenth century, and its gradual integration into society, people at last had access to literature. It was William Caxton who first saw the opportunity to make money by printing and selling those stories and fables hitherto told by word of mouth.
At this time, literature did not have age-specific target audiences. Inevitably, some stories appealed to children more than others. Robin Hood was especially popular, while Aesop's fables offered entertainment and life lessons to adults and children alike.
It is, of course, impossible to say exactly when and how literature was identified as a useful tool in teaching morality to children. It is speculated that there was no concept of 'childhood' before the eighteenth century, although historians debate this, as historians are apt to do. Whatever one's view on this, it cannot be denied that the older generation has throug
CV Birthday: AstralseedFor as long as I've known you,CV Birthday: Astralseed10 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
You've always helped others.
You're great at what you do,
And you never ask for much in return.
You're a symbol of smarts,
A leader, an inspiration.
So on this special day,
Let me just say…
Thank you for all you've done!
And Happy Birthday to you!
PE: Two Forms, One ThemeAll I Can Do Is Kiss His Little HeadPE: Two Forms, One Theme9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Utterly helpless and confined to his bed,
Moony eyes striking stars and a fragile heart ‘til
All I can do is kiss his little head.
He can’t talk, can’t walk, can’t lift his own head.
“Cerebral palsy,” the doctors had said,
“Utterly helpless and confined to his bed."
He’s smiling and laughing, (and I know he has sight,
his folder has written – “baby responds to light”),
All I can do is kiss his little head.
He struggles with swallows; aspirates instead
And eats through a tube in a vein in his leg,
Utterly helpless and confined to his bed.
He’s coughing and crying and I wish it’d end
But I’m sure he’ll heal and if not, I’ll pretend,
All I can do is kiss his little head.
They give him a year… A year and he’s dead,
Or maybe he’s got a whole life up ahead,
Utterly helpless and confined to his bed,
All I can do is kiss his
HallimerickThe one thing that I desireHallimerick1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and to which I will most aspire
Isn't witches or ghosts
or frightening hosts
But sitting, quite warm, by the fire.
Research [End of Act Two]Josh looked outside his window at the libraries on the world. He brought his feet up onto the windowsill and held up his sword. The design was intricate and only then did he notice the sulfurous runes that burned with a soft hum on the face of the blade. He placed it back into his strife deck and picked himself up. He had not noticed many imps since he got back to his house and did not hear any. Josh decided to test the hourglass more. He adjusted the choke point to a rapid stream and pulled the switch on the base. He felt nothing change, it was completely normal to him. He walked out the door and ran to the nearest library.Research [End of Act Two]7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The only thing that made him notice the time-differentials was the fact that the sun did not move across the sky, it was locked in position just touching the horizon, and stayed just as such for several hours as he made his way to the library. He could see it in the distance coming closer and closer until he arrived. This was a fancier one than the othe
#InternationalFAQ Newsletter 2First of all, ^twicehalf has informed on his Twitter that he should get a new laptop - thus return to dA - in about two weeks!#InternationalFAQ Newsletter 21 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
The first newsletter was a good success, it seems! The comments were amazingly supportive and helpful, and already some changes have taken place (more or less) according to the received feedback.
Now. The change log consists of two parts: changes already made, and changes that still need to be done. After that, there'll be a discussion & suggestion section. The changes are listed in the exact order in which they were made.
This time I won't use colour codes, so as to keep those for suggestions only.
changes already done
* Check-In Point was hidden and locked; as ^namenotrequired kindly informed me, it can't be really removed (in case it's needed in the future and/or to remind us wh
Interviews Unedited - ^quietchildae:iconvirgino0owhore: How long have you been a Community Volunteer?Interviews Unedited - ^quietchildae2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
:iconquietchildae: I was the artistic nude photography volunteer along with `wynnesome starting in July 2009, and by myself after she stepped down. I took on volunteering for the fetish photography gallery in June 2010. I stepped down to take a break back in January 2011, and then came back on for both galleries just in November!
:iconvirgino0owhore: Did you choose Artistic Nudes or did it choose you?
:iconquietchildae: I've been interested, and involved in nudes for a long time, as well as fetish work. I started out my career as a photographer shooting content for a fetish models paysite. So, I've chosen the "mature content" galleries from the beginning, I guess! I've never felt that there was any shame in the human body, or in human sexuality, and I think that they're very beautiful things, so it was pretty much a given that I would want to d
deviantANXIETY, A Case Study, Part IIYou should congratulate yourself on confronting your previous problems. However, new problems have arisen, and these cause you more anxiety.deviantANXIETY, A Case Study, Part II1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
For you, deviantART has now acquired not just the status of an opiate, but of a religion (which are only the same thing if you believe Karl Marx) - you regard deviantART as a monolithic, abstract entity which claims to love you and which is prepared to punish you - by way of suspending or even permanently banning your account - if you should do anything which displeases it. As such, you feel guilty for acknowledging that you have new problems; but you can't ignore the fact that overcoming the old ones wasn't enough.
But you really don't have to feel guilty. deviantART's love conquers all: it shall be your salvation. And salvation can be achieved by joining groups which indulge your infatuation with Japanese animat
The Death of LanguageThey say that every fourteen days, a language dies. The statistic isn't alarming, after all there are supposedly seven thousand languages in the world. That a language dies every two weeks, is just a statistic. The concern comes with the knowledge that a language dies because it has been forgotten. Thus it dies without recognition, without farewell and without acknowledgment. It was merely there before, a communication bridge once upon a literary dream - now a nothing. This fascinating tool that we use to interact with our fellow human beings is lost. And we don't care. The Eskimos, they say, had a hundred words for snow.The Death of Language1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
That favourite pair of shoes that you love all the holes and splits into because they are so perfect and fit you so well - gets a better send off than a language. That coat that's become too small or too big, or too much last years fashion and too little of this years craze gets more of a farewell than a languag
Satanic 93 ThesisSatanic 93 Thesis3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In the Pursuit Of Truth, that great Satanic endeavor, it is always necessary to question the tenants of doctrine. Hypocrisy and contradiction cannot exist side by side in a Logical mind. Thus, it becomes even more necessary to tear down those tenants which embody such falsehoods instead of accepting them blindly. It is in that endeavor that the Satanic 93 theses is written.
1. Indeed, as written in LeVay's "Nine Satanic Sins", stupidity truly is the worst of the nine.
2. None other can be so hindering to the individual as the intentional choice to follow any manor of doctrine, unquestioningly in a state of stupidity and ignorance.
3. Whether under the guise of religion, politics, or philosophy, it breeds enslavement to the will and idiocy of another.
4. It makes no difference if one is taking the Popes' words, or the Church of Satan's words on full credit.
5. One is still a slave who does not open his mind and fully assess what is being named as truth and the will behind that
euclidean loveyou are my rayeuclidean love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and i am yours.
and with our union,
we can view the world
from a different angle.
you're my supplement and my complement;
set me straight
together we're just right.
spin me 'round
a perfect circle
as our love is
and like a scalene triangle
it's irregular, unique, unparalleled
far from one dimensional
(it's "dimensionally transcendent," as you say)
it cannot be contained in an x, y, or z plane.
variables can change us.
but as long as we're together,
so remain with me
i'll be your constant
if you'll be mine
because our love,
Xmas SoldierAt these seasonal times,Xmas Soldier3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
While we're filled with cheer,
Remember those we've lost, that cannot be here,
Remember those soldiers, the brave and the proud
They remember their buddies, 6 feet in the ground.
In the land of their home, where news of this war,
Means every war wife dreads that knock on the door.
Too many this year in sorrow they drown.
While still our boy's fight and dread the call "man down"
So take just a moment from your presents and food,
For our brave troops away, the few and the good
A little prayer please that they get home again
Give up a thought and a little amen
Alteris Chapter 1 (HALTED)Chapter 1Alteris Chapter 1 (HALTED)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was 7:50 in the morning and somebody was banging on Ren's door. The young man slowly dragged himself out of bed and walked over to the door carefully stepping over some scattered manga books. He quickly picked them up and put them on his bookshelf which was full of other various antique mangas. Then he shot a glance at the mirror leaning against the wall and sighed; his reddish hair was all mussed up again. It wasn't easy keeping it spiked like all those anime guys. He turned his attention back to whoever was banging on the door.
"I hear ya," he said. "Gotta get ready for the first day of college. I know, I know." He slouched back over to his bed and flopped back on it. He thought the prospect of college, and the excitement quickly grew inside him.
The banging stopped for a short moment, and then there was his mother's booming voic
Pure Chapter 2 I woke feeling a weight on my stomach. I opened my eyes to see Louis sitting on me, smiling at me.Pure Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Kisa!" He said, "Lets make breakfast!"
I smiled at his enthusiasm, "Sure," I said, "But let me get ready first."
"Okay!" He jumped off my and went outside my room and closed the door. I got up and started to remove my pajamas and put on my school uniform, which was a plad skirt with a shirt and black jacket. It was pretty simple, but thats how I liked it.
I than walked into the bathroom, just to see my older sister, Naomi brushing her teeth.
"Can't I get some privacy?" She said taking out her toothbrush, sounding annoyed.
"Sorry," I said about to step out, but she interuppted me.
"You can stay, just knock next time."
"Okay," I said grabbing my tooth brush and putting toothpaste on it, "So where were you last night?" Than put my tooth brush in my mouth.
Set in MotionI hunched over, staring at my feet. I couldn't bear to look my classmates or instructor in the eyes. My Technical Writing presentation had gone badly. I knew I'd failed the class. The Fall 2010 term had beaten me. My exhaustion, my every bit of effort that had been expended they meant nothing.Set in Motion2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Shortly after exiting the room, I wiped away tears of frustration. So what if I had failed? Other courses could make up these four credits of writing that I needed. And if my parents reprimanded me for my lack of success No, they would not do that. If they tried, I'd stand my ground. I was 20. I was old enough to take charge of and correct my own mistakes. I needed no exterior input.
I crumpled once again when I went home. Yes, I could choose to be determined about taking control of my own life, but would good would that do? I had no idea in which direction to step and my shame of the afternoon's events weighed me down. I needed affirmation that all was not over; I f
For Louiefor LouieFor Louie5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I always knew i wanted to be a mummy,
so i was so happy when i found out you were in my tummy.
In your 20 week scan they told me you were a boy,
i shouted out "yes!" so full of joy.
In that moment i knew you were called Louie,
looking at you on that screen i was as happy as can be!
Soon i was in labour trying to push you out,
thank goodness your Nana was there to get rid of any doubt.
She told me i could do it and she kept me going,
so i kept pushing with my determination growing.
Finally there you were in front of my eyes,
i just couldnt believe your size!
You were so big none of us won any bets,
i looked into your beautiful blue eyes and i had no regrets.
You never fail to make me laugh or smile,
every single day you make everything i do worthwhile.
I love you more and more each day,
and my love for you will never ever go away.
You will always be my precious baby boy,
and every day i share with you i know i will enjoy.
I am your mummy and i love you with all my heart,
Same Sky, Different BirdsSame Sky, Different Birds5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two worlds apart
Just a passing phase
It wasn't it's not
This feels like my home now
No where else I'd rather be
Nothing else I'd rather do
Hear my mind
And see how my heart works
I am exposed
Vunerable to you
How long can it last
With oceans between
How long can you wait
I cannot stay
Only words and pictures
You are learning still
You are loving still
I am torn
In two places
Living two lives
Under one sky
I want to get lost in you
I want to touch skin with you
I want to embrace you
I want to be able to love you
A story of consciousness ThoughtsA story of consciousness6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
A story of consciousness
I have been having these weird thoughts lately. Like, is any of this for real or not? If our life is a movie then doesnt everything happen because it was meant to happen? Is there another way of living or another life? Are we just being controlled by something bigger, something we cant even imagine?
Kim, pay attentio
EvermoreEvermore9 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I’ll make you laugh.
I’ll stay with you.
I’ll hold you tight.
Look at the blue
Of your eyes,
To a place
Where we are safe
Feel the North
Show me into Evermore…
The rain and the wind
Will dress up our skin
Covered in due drops
Breath as the pain stops
And take in the breath of the night.
Climb up the mine shaft
Take on the updraft
Filling the crux of your wings.
On crisp air we’ll take flight
Up into this starry night
Tell ourselves not to fear
Tackle the atmosphere
Fill up all the empty space
The Milky Way we will grace
Into the darkness we’ll soar.
This place is a paradise,
Like none that I’ve seen twice.
More than I could ever dream.
Show me just what you see.
Show me the beauty of the dark.
Tonight you’ll dust the sky
With the light, of your eyes.
Lead me into the night.
Guide me home with your sight.
For I know that you can see more.
LoveLove is my biggest rule. It's the most important thing in life to me. More important than life itself. It's something everyone needs. And it's something everyone can give. It heals and fills and lasts if it's real. And I'm not talking romantic love. I mean the love you have for another human being. Real love is an action, not a fleeting feeling. It's something that takes work, and is hard when it really means something. But hard love is the most rewarding. Loving those who've hurt you, respecting them the same as you would anyone else and not wishing them damned. It's difficult, possibly more than anything else. But it's the best thing in life you can do.Love11 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
1 Corinthians 13:4-8 Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never end