Fairytales

Ok so today in English, our teacher was talking about short stories- dominant and resistant reading. To give a heads up, dominant reading is when you read a text, you interpret it like the majority of others who read the text.

Say, if you read Cinderella, most people would just read it as a girl who has been mistreated, dances with the prince, bla bla bla, she ends up marrying him and everything goes happily ever after. That is dominant reading (oh God, this post is ending up differently to what I intended).

But you get some random who reads Cinderella and goes: Cinderella's a scheming slut and the prince is perverted or something. (Not the best interpretation but anyway...). That is resistant reading: You interpret a text in a way that opposes dominant reading.

Anyway, moving on. Some people say that fairytales are just stories for children. That is true, but it leads children to believe in things that sadly, just doesn't exist in this world. 'Happily ever after' is classic. E.g. Red Riding Hood: The hunter just somehow appears in front of the house to save the day. E.g. Cinderella: A fairy godmother exists. Et cetera. For all you know, the hunter was stalking the grandma, and the wolf is actually on the good side. The fairy godmother is evil, Cinderella is in fact a scheming woman who wants fame and fortune.

Dominant reading interprets the text as it is written, that everything is what the text says. Cinderella is a poor, slaving girl who deserves the prince, for example. But after a few weeks in English class, I've realised that that is unrealistic and that fairytales are evilllllll....

Nah, just that fairytales just dont seem the same to me anymore. I read it and go wtf...Blame English. Now I'm like: "The prince is a boy that goes for hot chicks." The teacher brought up a good point: "The prince didn't even recognise Cinderella in her rags." I was like: "Ohhh yeaaa... "

Fairytales are for children, and when they are mature enough, they should realise that it is all fake, the world is unfair, life is unfair, there is no happily ever after, and we all die in the end. I conclude that literature, at least not children's literature is not an accurate representation of reality. I would start on 'what is reality' but I cant be bothered. On that optimistic note, I end this post.

Random:
Melanie: *drops pen lid on the floor and reaches to grab it*
Melanie: *tries to chuck the pen lid on the table*
*Pen lid slides off and falls on the floor again*