Chasing the sun

The Inferno, Canto IX (The Three Furies) Gustave Dore, 1861

It’s not that long ago my mom was talking about some Danish period drama she had been watching where at some point a woman kills her newborn baby she had out of wedlock so as not to be ostracized because the father abandoned her and my mom went “Tha poor baby and that poor women but what were women like her supposed to do? What a horrible time”

And I could helpfully add “That’s why we have mylings in Scandinavian folklore. They’re the ghosts of babies that were left in nature to die for this exact reason and it happened so often people believed that if you saw one there would be more nearby and they would crowd you until you got crushed under their weight” (should be noted we use the word genganger which means “those who walk again” and can be used for anything from ghosts to zombies to vampires to anything that was dead and came back hence why they can be ghosts that crush you. The lines are very blurred)

The horrified look on her face really added something to the conversation.

A) resource guarding

And

B) Harry Potter

So naturally, every time someone didn’t have a pencil she would charge them 10 house points (which, even in schools where there is an actual house point system, probably doesn’t fucking happen). She openly held the belief that she had to ascribe value to these precious writing implements or else no one would appreciate them, a concept evidenced by, i kid you not, how when homeless people are given houses for free they let them fall into disarray, because they didn’t pay for the house and therefore didn’t care about it. I, a pissed off 13 year old with a vendetta against power hungry teachers and also JK Rowling, brought a 100 pack of pencils to school so that whenever someone had to ask for one, instead of being charged a fictional currency and upsetting their fellow, deeply competitive students, i would just give them one. If the pencil didn’t come from the teacher, she couldn’t charge points for it.

This upset her. She couldn’t assert her power over the 1st period Advanced 8th Grade Math Class anymore. For i, The Pencil Liberator, had come to put an end to her tyrannous behavior.

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