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Showing posts with label Week 11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 11. Show all posts

Monday, November 5, 2018

Tech Tip: Canvas Dashboard

Canvas Dashboard

I figured out how to change the names of classes on Canvas during last semester so I've changed the names on all of my class modules ever since. You can also change the color of the modules as well so I color coordinate the module color, my pen color for my planner, and my notebook for that class. Yes, I am weird but it works for me. 

Friday, November 2, 2018

Week 11 Story: The Secret Superhero, Part 2

The Secret Superhero: Part 2

Cards. Source: Pixabay.

When Krish got back to his apartment, he couldn’t help but think about his morning. He had used his power for the first time in a long while. He didn’t want to admit it, but it felt good to feel that power surge through him. The last time he had used his power, it hadn’t ended well.

For as long as he could remember, he was told to hide his power. Krish knew he couldn’t let anyone know. He recalled the one incident when he was younger that made his power known to his mother. 

His mother had been teaching Krish a new card game when she had seen a pot of milk boiling over on the stove. She had left him briefly to go attend to the milk, but those few moments of being left alone had made him so angry. He didn’t realize he was doing it but he saw the other pot of milk suddenly overturn itself. Krish had just stared at it with wide eyes. He couldn’t comprehend what had just happened.

But his mother could. She knew what had happened. She had feared for the day his power would show up in full form. Thinking back to when he was a toddler and had unconsciously moved his toys around, she had hoped that he wouldn’t figure out about his ability until he was much older. She wasn’t ready to explain to him how he was special just yet.

“Mom, what just happened?” asked Krish. Yashi, his mother, was looking at him funny. 

“Krish, there is something I need to tell you but I need you to remain calm and not freak out, okay?” said Yashi.

“Okay, what is it?” questioned Krish. 

“Well, umm, there’s this thing. You have this power called telekinesis. It means you can move things with your mind, just like you did with the pot of milk.” 

“Wait, you mean to tell me, that was me? Idid that?” 

“Yes, but listen Krish. You cannot tell people about this ability. There are people in this world who don’t like people who are different, and I don’t want anything to happen to you. So promise me you won’t tell anyone,” said his mother.

Coming back to his current situation, Krish felt conflicted about telling the kid at the park about his power. “Maybe I shouldn’t have told him,” thought Krish. 

He remembers not being able to tell his friends about his power as he was growing up. There was instances where he couldn’t control his ability and things happened, but he never knew how to explain it without not giving away his secret. So he kept quiet and let people think he was weird.

But he had to admit it. Telling someone about it had made him feel so much better. It made him feel more confident in a way.

“Maybe I shouldn’t hide it anymore,” he thought. “I need to be me now. No more hiding. I can use my power for good, like I did today.”


Author's Note: I wanted to continue on from my last superhero story and give some more information on why Krish wanted to Sri to not tell anyone about his power. In The Childhood of Krishna chapter of the Shri Krishna of Dwarka reading, I found a little part where he and his mother Yashoda are playing but she has to leave him and go inside for a few minutes to go attend to the milk that was boiling over. This makes Krishna angry and he goes and overturns another pot of milk. I thought that would be a perfect scene to tweak with and have him overturn the milk with his mind instead of him physically do it. That would be a perfect way for his power to show up. 


Bibliography:

The Childhood of Krishna by C.A. Kincaid.

Thursday, November 1, 2018

Reading Notes: Shri Krishna of Dwarka, Part B

from Shri Krishna of Dwarka and Other Stories by C.A. Kincaid. 

The demon Sambara. Source: Wikimedia. 

In the Part B readings for this week, I finished up the Shri Krishna of Dwarka book. These readings unlike the Part A were more about the adventures of Krishna with other people. In my opinion, I think Krishna wasn't the main character of each chapter's focus. Although, he was a big part of them. 

In Chapter 9: Adventures of Balarama and Pradyumna, the story starts off with Balarama as he is going back to Vrindavan to visit his people. Then the story shifts to Pradyumna who is Krishna and Rukmini's eldest son. When he was six days old, he was flung into the sea by the demon Sambara. Sambara had been told that Pradyumna would kill him so he went to kill Pradyumna first. And then it goes on to tell the story of his life. 

Overall, these chapters were fun to read. I found some characters that I think I could incorporate into my story while doing the readings. 

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Reading Notes: Shri Krishna of Dwarka, Part A

from Shri Krishna of Dwarka and Other Stories by C.A. Kincaid. 

Krishna with butter. Source: WordPress.

I decided to do more Krishna readings for two reasons. The first being I know different people write the same story in their own version so I wanted to see how this version would be. And secondly, I wanted to write a second part to my last Krishna story so I'm hoping I found some more adventures of Krishna that I can write and incorporate into my own story. 

In Chapter 2: The Childhood of Krishna, there is a part where Yashoda was taking care of Krishna who had just a toddler at that point. She briefly leaves Krishna to go attend to the pot of milk that was boiling over inside their house. Krishna being left alone outside was furious. He overturns he milk that she had been churning and then he crawls inside, climbs on a pot and starts to eat the butter that Yashoda had been. 
  • I really liked this scene because in my last story about Krishna, I gave him the power of telekinesis. I feel like if I decide to write a part two to that story, I could have a flashback scene of this exact moment. Instead of him overturning the milk with his hands, I could have him do it with his mind but he wouldn't know that he's doing it. Same with him climbing on the pot and eating the butter. He could get the pot of butter to him instead of climbing on another pot to get to it.