Going in a little bit of a different direction today and we are going exploring in the tale of Johnny Appleseed. It’s funny, but I put my list together of posts for this challenge about three weeks ago and just the other day, my daughter and I started reading this story in our homeschool history class. Pretty cool, coincidence. I think everyone’s pretty familiar with the tale of Johnny’s generosity and love he had for apples. I had thought that…
Some of my favorite kind of heroes in stories are the unlikely heroes, the ones that aren’t bold, beautiful and obvious. Ichabod Crane was a school teacher, and compared by some to a scarecrow that had abandoned his post in the fields. He was not classically good looking, nor was he thought to be particularly brave, but he is the man we learn about in the story of the Headless Horseman. I love Tim Burton’s version of this story, and…
I don’t want to bash the brothers too hard, but when I realized that the stories that I was really fond of as a kid were in fact a not as “G rated” as I thought, I was a bit shocked. To say the least. It’s a little disturbing to realize that while Cinderella didn’t have mice, she did have birds that helped her and eventually plucked the eyes out of her step-sisters after her wedding to the prince. Or…
You have to kiss a few frogs, before you can find a prince. Who comes up with this stuff? Why on Earth would ANYONE want to kiss a frog, even as it is meant in this case, if you suspect that he or she might be a “frog,” why would you want to kiss them? I think that the Grimm brothers were laughing when the wrote this; although from what I’ve read the story originally had the princess break the…
I remember telling ghost stories at sleepovers when I was a young girl. Some of the common ones made their rounds, but there were on or two that even now kind of spook me out. What is about scary stories that we like so much? I stumbled across Enchanted when I was looking for my “E post” for this challenge and couldn’t get the story out of my head. It ALWAYS creeps me out when kids are used in the…