Sunday, July 27, 2014

Little Missy Mae

Throughout my second semester of my junior year at Dominican University of California, I had the honor taking a Children's Literature class. During this time, not only did I learn about the different types/genres, but I was also able to write my own. Unfortunately, I also illustrated it, so the pictures do not serve this story any justice. Included in this story is a little bit about me, as well as other information that is generally included in a book proposal. I hope you all enjoy!


Summary:
Meet little Missy Mae. Unlike most children, Missy was born with special hands. These hands still work exactly like other children, but they look a little bit different. She enjoys going to the snow with her mom and dad, participating in sports with her friends, and she especially loves playing the piano. What exactly is so different about Missy’s hands? Missy was born with a total of nine fingers. Read along to find out more about little Missy Mae and the wonderful life she lives.

Author’s Biography:
         Madison Munson is a current Creative Writing Minor at Dominican University of California, located in San Rafael. With a love for children, especially her 4-year old niece and 2-year old nephew, writing for the younger generation has always held a special place with Madison. Growing up, she had witnessed other children facing different challenges without fully understanding that they are still just like her. Writing a children's book for those who were born or grew up a little bit different is something Madison wants to put forth into the world and show everyone that it is ok to be different. Previously, she has been published with OpEd News, an online magazine. Her paper, “How to Graduate from College Debt-Free!” is a satire about making child sweatshops a more realistic option to help pay off their future college loans. This paper also includes an exclusive interview with Senior Editor of OpEd, Joan Brunwasser. Other published works can be found on Dominican University’s online journal, The Tuxedo.

Target Audience: 
         My target audience is for children in preschool and kindergarten, particularly ages 4-6. Children of this age with keep this book with them because of its uniqueness. It tells a short story about a young girl who has a missing finger. Although this is just a small part of the human body, her hands still stand out from others. When a child grows up looking the slightest bit different from others, they might stand in the light they aren't particularly fond of. This book has the ability to show children that it is ok to look different. It also contains an underlying message about equality and treating others the way you would like to be treated. Missy Mae never encounters a bully, but she does encounter inner self-confidence issues. She sometimes has a difficult time accepting her hands as they are, however, her parents support her and love her just as she is, and so do her friends. Missy is not defined as a child with nine fingers, but as a little girl who loves to play the piano, jump rope with her friends, and go to the snow with her parents.

Competition:
  • "The Gift of Grace" - Grace Mary McClelland
Published By: The Wild Onion Press in 201

  • ”The Tree With No Limbs" - Christine Marie Johnson
Published By: Tate Publishing & Enterprises in 2008

  • "The Making of My Special Hand: Madison's Story"3. - Jamee Riggio
Published By: Peachtree in 1998

  • "Imagine...Amazing Me!" - Libbi Chilia
Published By: Halo Publishing International in 2008

  • "Oliver's High Five" - Beverly Swerdlow Brown 
Published By: Health Press in 1998

  • "Charlie: The Dog That Didn't Have a Paw" - Delaney and Ria Hurst
American Printing & Copying in 2010

All of these books contain information about children or animals who have missing hands or legs. One book, The Gift of Grace even tells the story of a young girl who was born with incredibly small hands. My book differentiates from the above books in one specific way: only Missy’s finger is missing. Instead of there being a large part of physical self gone, only a small and almost unnoticeable portion is missing. Missy still faces the same challenges that these children with with more obvious challenges face, just in a different way.  This reminds readers that not all challenges people face are obvious. Sometimes, they can be nearly unnoticeable to the naked eye, such as mental disabilities or minor physical ones similar to little Missy Mae.

Manuscript Specifications:
         This is an eight page, 200-word, picture book read with the incorporation of rhyming to enhance the child’s experience. Each page contains a picture related to what Missy Mae is experiencing or feeling at that moment in time. Most importantly, these pictures focus on Missy doing the same activities that other children with ten fingers can do, like playing the piano, jump rope, and basketball.

Outline:
Beginning: The beginning of the book focuses on what kind of person Missy Mae is like. She is a girl who, although having only nine fingers, still has plenty of friends who treat her just like everyone else. She takes trips to the snow with her parents, she is a great piano player, and she enjoys playing basketball and jumping rope.
Middle: The middle part of the book is where Missy Mae experiences self-conscious concerns about only having nine fingers. Her parents step in and reassure her that she is not alone. They remind her that there are other people who have all ten fingers, but are missing a leg or cannot see or hear. 
End: Finally, Missy recomposes herself and is happy once again. She is able to continue doing the things she loves most and goes out to play with her friends.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Big Boobs Deserve Affordable Bras!!!

Starbucks often gives me the name MadDison because I am well endowed in the D-Cup category of bra sizes. Yes, I am serious. Nine out of ten times, my name is written with an extra D. Coincidence? I think not.

Being a woman with a rather, eerrr, fuller bust, I feel that I must explain my biggest frustration to you all. This frustration is price.

Below is a picture of a bra from Target under their "light support" sports bra section. What this section should really say is "small-to-no-boobs."
Notice how this bra is marked at the low cost of $9.99. That is quite the bargain, isn't it?! These women have it made! Target describes this section of bras as support for "yoga and walking." I don't know about you, but if I wore this while doing yoga, my boobs would bust out of this within the first five minutes. It is COMPLETELY unrealistic. Also, where the hell would I be walking in this?! My fridge? Because that's about as far as this bra would make it before I started to sag like 90 year old woman who doesn't know the meaning of a bra. I might as well just continue to use my day-to-day bras, which would offer a shit-ton more support than this sports bra, which apparently can only support something the size of a pea.

The second picture below is from Target's "medium support" section. 


In this picture we see a bra by the same brand marked up to $19.99. Target claims that this is for activities like "sport and weight training." I am going to assume this bra is for all you C-Cuppers out there. And on that note, I will "C" this bra later, because once again, it still does not offer enough support, although I can get away wearing two of these (which would mean paying $39.98). Target, you can't fool me or my chest. We know what works and what doesn't.

Finally, we have arrived at the "high support" section.
I know what you are thinking. "This bra is $22.99 and offers D-Cup support without killing your bank account."
Well guess what I think? I think you should shut up because you don't know what you're talking about. This was one of two total options in this section. What would happen if I tried this on and it itched or still didn't offer enough support? Then what would I do?
The first bra had six different styles along with loads of color options.
The second bra had ten different styles with a crap ton of colors also.
What did the third bra get? TWO BRAS. What the hell Target?! Just because I have a bigger chest, it doesn't mean I should suffer because small boobs require less material! It's not like I got a boob job!

Ok, so I think you see where I am going with this. Don't get me wrong. I freaking love Target, but this is unacceptable. Who's with me!?

It isn't just Target either. Nike is doing it too!




In conclusion to my rant on bras, lower that price for a fellow woman. I'm over here trying to do my thing. I'm ballin on a budget and trying to save wherever I can, but this area is killing me and my chest!

Sunday, July 6, 2014

People of Bart

Over the past few days (ok, months), I've been contemplating on what I should write about. I keep seeing all of these crazy things in Vallejo, so I thought to myself: Should I write about Vallejo again or is it too soon? The answer I gave myself was that it was too soon, however, I haven't done a post about Bart. So guess what! Bart is my topic for the day!

Last summer I spent the majority of my time working in San Francisco at the Americas Cup Pavilion. This meant that I took bart. A lot. I made an album on Facebook dedicated to the wild and outrageous sightings during the 45-minute ride to and from the city. 

The other day I took Bart to the Pride Parade when something amazing happened! I found a woman sticking out like a sore thumb in the crowd! I swear, she coined the word "Hippy."

Anywho, below are my pictures of Bart, which can also be found on my Facebook in case you're my friend on there.



She spoke "alien" and loves the color blue. She also hates it when random people take photos of her. Whoops!

This man spoke to a walkman. According to him, "Shane poisoned my ice cream and now i cant eat it!" He proceeded to throw his ice cream (haagen dazs, the good stuff).

Although this is a blurry picture, the focus should be on his arm. This man had an arm tattoo of the Three Stooges. Larry, Curly, and Moe would be proud. I, on the other hand, find this rather weird.

Why yes. That is a used diaper. Please excuse me while I throw up now.
I wonder if he knows that this train doesn't go to Wizzard School.

Where the hell did the front half of her pants go!?

This man went on a yelling rant throughout bart, accusing two of my coworkers of being lesbians. Lesbihonest for a minute. I wouldve feared for my life if I were them.


This woman replaced her baby with shit ton of bags. No baby in sight. Not even when she got off at her stop! Hashtag: That Shit Cray.

Old people looking at a map that im sure dates back to the early 1900s (much like the ones my grandparents use).


Drunk. Passed out. Woke up. Asked a stranger if she could buy a bag from him so she could throw up. NASTSASS.

This woman is a legit hippy to be able to sit comfortably on Bart. On the floor. When it is crowded. And we are on Bart. BART.