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1 november 2015
Alice in Wonderland and Little red riding hood
The weekend was easy going. A friend of mine had her birthday, so we went to the city with the group and had a drink together. On sunday an Israelian classmate and me went to the city to study at the espresso house. After the place closed we went to this amazing Indian restaurant!! We both loved the food and the people we so nice! And if you see Indian people eating at this place, it should be a good one ;). To end this night we went (again) to Blå for some live music. The walk to this place was terrifing, thanks to google maps. This app told us to go through a
cemetery in the full darkness! With our torches on our smartphones and arms together we walked through the graveyard. At some point I heard someone coming from behind. Then out of nothing the man spitted on the floor just next to us and I was scared to death and screamed! Which scared this poor man too..
The next week we had a lesson about the grotesque: the ugly, weird and fantastic. For example the Mad Hatter in Alice's adventures in wonderland or the Hunchback of the Notre Dame, also vampiers and werewolfs belong to this category. Sheldon of the Big bang theory could also be a modern example of the grotesque. These absurd characters dealing with physical disfigurements, mental deficiency or a major lack of social skills creating an environment that is twisted, odd or unbelievable. They induce both empathy and disgust. Which explanes the difference between grotesque and the villan or monster, which inspires digust only. The reader becomes curious by the grotesque's positive side and want to find out more about this character. This is why these characters are still facinating, also to me. I really like the story of Alice in wonderland and I decided to use this story in my paper. My paper is about how (fairy) tales could support the identification process of children. Alice is facing a major identity crisis when she enters Wonderland. She grows and shrinks serveral times and and when she has been asked who she is, she answered ‘I knew who I was this morning, but I’ve changed a few times since then’. Alice is going through the confusing world of wonderland and learning to cope with the rules of those mad characters and she finally adapted and lost her imagination that comes with childhood. The madness in Wonderland could refer to the adult life which makes no sence to a child and when growing up wonderland is nothing more than 'a pack of cards'.
On Tuesdaynight my parents arrived in Oslo! After a couple of months it's good to see them! They rented a car for these days and we went on a roadtrip. The first day we went to Lyngør, a small village with white wooden houses on the south coast of Norway. It was a long, but beautifull drive. We had a coffee and walked around in this town. It was very quiet, probably because the tourist season is over by now. On the way home we had a great fresh burger at Beck's with a view on the harbour of Larvik. The next day we drove up to Hønefoss, which is a town near the Tyrifjorden, a big lake/fjord. We drove around the lake. The view was amazing!!! The steep rocks of the fjords that disapear in the water, wauw! That afternoon a funny thing appeared to us in Hønefoss. We entered the Hansen Bakery to get some coffee and who stood there behind the counter.. Little red riding hood! I guessed she was forced to wear this outfit, but it made my day! Next day we went to the city centre, Akershus, Vigelandsparken, the opera house, the harbourside and went island hopping in the oslofjord. Just for a change we took the public transport and walked around. We also went to the nobel peace centre, there was an exhibition about Malala Yousafzai and Kailash Satyarthi. They fight for education for children and got together the Nobel peace price last year. Yesterday we drove along the east side of the Oslo fjord via Ingierstrand to Drøbak, a cosy little harbour town with an all year round Chirstmass shop! We had lunch at this amazing little Nordic bakery, just picture a very old dark Noric wooden house with a big fireplace. We got back on the road to get to the airport in Moss and before my parents dropped me off at the nearest trainstation to get home. The funny thing in Norway is that you have compartments in the train were there won't come a conductor to check your ticket. Isn't that strange?
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1 november 2015 12:33 | Door: Joost en Anita
Hoi Emiline, wat een leuk verhaal weer, je verrast ons steeds weer door de manier van vertellen.
Heel leuk en gezellig en bedankt voor de leuke dagen in Oslo
1 november 2015 21:34 | Door: Sigurd
Ik lees jouw verslagen altijd met veel plezier!
Waarschijnlijk omdat ze ook met zoveel plezier geschreven zijn :)