Cape Penguin pt2

Cape Penguin

Omit Roses Questions

Omit Roses Questions

Answer each question writing one or a few sentences as necessary.

1.        Why do you think Nehemiah decided not to marry Jenny Buxton?

2.        What kind of person do you think the widow Buxton is?  What words from the story show this?

3.        How do you think the Widow Buxton’s daughter’s feel about her?

4.        Explain the details of Jenny’s recovery.

5.        How did the widow try to cheat Nehemiah?

Omit Roses simple summary

Omit Roses

Simple summary

Nehemiah was going to marry Jenny.   (Jenny =  the Widow Buxton)

Nehemiah decided not to marry her just before the wedding.   (He jilted her)

She was very angry.   But soon after Jenny married Mr. Buxton and they had three daughters.  He died.  (So, she’s a widow).

The three daughters got married at the same time so that Widow Buxton could save money.  (She was not a generous person, she was always selfish, even mean.)

She grew old.  She became miserable and uninterested in life.  She wanted to die.

She began planning her funeral.  She called Nehemiah because he planned funerals.  She wanted a cheap funeral.

They argued about the funeral expenses.

The argument became quite bad.  They insulted each other.  She got out of bed and pushed him out of her house.

             He fell from the front of the house.  Widow Buxton laughed and laughed.  He went home in shock.   Soon after that he died. 

They had a funeral.  Widow Buxton came to the funeral with hydrangeas.

(Hydrangeas are the kind of flowers you should never give someone.  They grow everywhere.  They are common, not special.)

The cure for a headache

Nasreddin p9

The day Harukor got Tattooed

The day Harukor got Tattooed

“Whenever I saw older girls with their pretty tattoos, I hoped that I'd get one soon, but I'd also heard that it was extremely painful.

We were given no forewarning the day that the tattooist came. Acha and Akihi were away on an overnight fishing trip upriver to catch trout. There were all sorts of signs though. Usually, around noon, Hotene and Sapo and I were served a light snack, but today we were presented with a meat and vegetable soup and we were urged by our aunt and Hapo to eat plenty. It seemed so strange but aunty said, "Come on, just enjoy it," and laughed.

After we had eaten, Huchi told us, "Don't go out today." Suspiciously, I asked, "Why not?" Then the visitor arrived. "Anyone home?"

My aunt and Hapo went toward the entrance, answering, "Yes,

Harukor and we're here." "How wonderful of you to come in this rain!"

After they chatted, the woman got out a small, empty pot. She put it over the heat of the fireplace, placing something like bark inside it as she hummed an upopo (festival song) melody. In another empty pot she borrowed from Hapo, she heated up some white birch bark until there was a heavy black cloud of oily smoke, and the pot became sticky with a thick layer of dark liquid. I realized that I was looking at tattoo ink.

"Isn't that for tattoos?" I whispered in Sapo's ear. She nodded with an infuriating expression that said, "Of course, what took you so long?" She'd admired those tattoos so much, I was sure she'd be ecstatic, but in the shadow of her eyelashes, I could read her fear and nervousness.

"Okay, now, we're going to make you all pretty. Shall we start with the oldest?" The Tattoo Aunt had turned the pot upside down, so the soot was now on top. Still smiling, Hapo told Sapo to lie down in front of the Tattoo Woman. When Sapo obediently lay down with her face up, as she was told, Hapo held down her head lightly with one hand. As the Tattoo Aunt drew a sooty rim around Sapo's lips, she sang the words from the yukar that Sapo used to sing every once in a while:

The Tattoo Woman pulled out a small knife from her dress, then said, "It's going to hurt just a little, but it'll turn you into a truly fine maiden, okay?" She inserted the point of her blade into the sooty rim. Aunt and Huchi helped to make sure Sapo didn't move by holding down her arms and legs. Hapo held Sapo's head tightly. She peered into Sapo's eyes and said, "Stay still, she'll mess up if you move. She's the best tattooist there is. It's not going to hurt too badly, so don't worry." As the blade pierced through, Sapo's body jolted, but she didn't make a sound.

"Good girl," the tattooist spoke. "You're so strong—you'll be sure to win a fine husband." Whenever the blood started to flow, she wiped it off with sagebrush cotton she'd soaked in the juice in her pot. Moving her knifepoint skillfully as she added soot to her fingertip and rubbed it into the wound, the tattooist told the three of us a story.

One day, a lightning deity and a wolf deity came to a nearby kotan to find a bride. They had nice figures and handsome faces; furthermore, they were of good families in the kotan, and had been educated accordingly. So the gods were quite satisfied.

"Sadly, they both failed on one point. And that was that they were tekehontomta charohontomta (arms half-done, lips half-done); that is, the tattoos around their lips and on their arms were only half complete. The lightning and wolf gods were quite disappointed and went away, saying, 'There's just no way they'd be fit as brides.'

Sapo clenched her hands into fists, but remained silent. The tattooist continued her tale of the frog deity. "If you have to quit midway, just because it hurts a bit, you won't be able to withstand childbirth once you've become a bride. And if you go to Kamui Moshir without a tattoo, they'll tattoo you with a bamboo knife, and that, I tell you, will really be painful."

Hotene and I watched without a word. Sapo looked like she was in pain, but she wasn't making a sound, so maybe it wasn't all that bad.   "The wound's going to swell up and hurt tonight, so why don't you go to bed?" said Hapo. "You won't be able to eat dinner anyway." I finally understood why they'd fed us so much earlier.

When it was my turn, I endured the first shock of pain without a cry, but heard the tattooist's comment, "She's a brave one, like her Sapo," fading gradually away as I lost consciousness.

I felt something burning, as if embers had been placed around my lips. Wanting nothing but to shut everything out, I staggered over to my bedding, my face frozen, as if I'd forgotten how to laugh, cry, or be angry. Hapo lent a hand to support me.

The pain worsened during the night, and by morning, I could see the swelling of my own lips. We were feverish and the pain had kept us from getting much sleep, so we stayed in bed the whole day. Food was the farthest thing from our minds. When we got thirsty, Hapo dipped cotton grass in water and placed it against our lips for us to suck on.

And so three winters and summers passed after our first tattoos, which were followed by two more sets of tattoos around our lips and arms.

phrasal verbs only

1.        drop by

2.        figure out

3.        find out

4.        get back

5.        get over

6.        cheer up

7.        chicken out

8.        cut off

9.        die down

10.    dream of

11.    get rid of

12.    rip off

13.    run away

14.    save up

15.    sign up for

16.    go back

17.    turn into

18.    work out

19.    look after

20.    look for

21.    look out!

22.    make off with

23.    go by

24.    take care of

25.    take off

26.    try on

27.    try out

28.    turn in

29.    pass away

30.    grow up

31.    hand in

32.    hold up

33.    keep away

34.    keep on

35.    let go of

36.    pick up

37.    give away

38.    give back

39.    give in

40.    give up

41.    pull into

42.    put off

43.    put on

44.    show off

45.    show up