went to Borders today after maths test with classmates, then there was the newly published book on princess Diana, the whole cover was hot pink with a big white title on it. HOT PINK. really really hot pink. if you hold it i bet you will become an advertising agent and all the people will stare. hahax. if that's what the colour was intended to be used for then that's really effective. hmm. maybe i should try reading it someday in a public place. hahax.
English lit today was enriching. ya. studied the history of fairy tales and then we compared different versions of little red riding hood. I didn't know little red riding hood was originally a story that has sexual connotation to it okay. if you are interested can check this out http://www.sjsu.edu/faculty/harris/StudentProjects/Student_FairyTales/WebProject/Fairy%20Tales/The%20Story%20of%20Grandmother.htm, ya then you can scroll down and check Perrault's version as well, it has a verse on morals for young ladies. And i'm amazed that the colour red was specially picked as it symbolises shame, or means that a woman is stained or something..
Then there was this very funny and entertaining version of the tale which mocks the whole plot of the traditional red riding hood thing. can't stop laughing after i read it. the last part of the short text has the very sacarstic tone... like "what the hell a girl is not that gullible". here it is:
The Little Girl and the Wolf by James Thurber
One afternoon a big wolf waited in a dark forest for a little girl to come along carrying a basket of food to her grandmother. Finally a little girl did come along and she was carrying a basket of food. "Are you carrying that basket to your grandmother?" asked the wolf. The little girl said yes, she was. So the wolf asked her where her grandmother lived and the little girl told him and he disappeared into the wood.
When the little girl opened the door of her grandmother's house she saw that there was somebody in bed with a nightcap and nightgown on. She had approached no nearer than twenty-five feet from the bed when she saw that it was not her grandmother but the wolf, for even in a nightcap a wolf does not look any more like your grandmother than the Metro-Goldwyn lion looks like Calvin Coolidge. So the little girl took an automatic out of her basket and shot the wolf dead.
Moral: It is not so easy to fool little girls nowadays as it used to be.
One afternoon a big wolf waited in a dark forest for a little girl to come along carrying a basket of food to her grandmother. Finally a little girl did come along and she was carrying a basket of food. "Are you carrying that basket to your grandmother?" asked the wolf. The little girl said yes, she was. So the wolf asked her where her grandmother lived and the little girl told him and he disappeared into the wood.
When the little girl opened the door of her grandmother's house she saw that there was somebody in bed with a nightcap and nightgown on. She had approached no nearer than twenty-five feet from the bed when she saw that it was not her grandmother but the wolf, for even in a nightcap a wolf does not look any more like your grandmother than the Metro-Goldwyn lion looks like Calvin Coolidge. So the little girl took an automatic out of her basket and shot the wolf dead.
Moral: It is not so easy to fool little girls nowadays as it used to be.
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