Final Draft of Author's Note

My picture book is about Prostitution. I'm doing an allegory so that the little kid picture isn't about giving sex for money. That would be wrong.

Prostitution is called "The Game" by people who are in the business. People are in prostitution for different reasons. Most people are people who get kidnapped and forced into it. And some do it for the extra money.  Prostitution is very much harder than people might think. They get up at 5 am, and have to be out on the streets by 5:30. They stay out there the whole day, and at the time they are scheduled to come back, if they don't get the amount of money and the amount of people that their pimp told them to they get punished. After that whole day of "working" they, if they accomplish their job, would probably get a cheeseburger from McDonalds or something like that. They only get about 2 hours sleep.( "Trafficked Teen Girls Describe Life in 'The Game' ") And to think that some places are trying to legalize it. (" Sex Work is Part of The Community.' ")

I've never actually witnessed prostitution in the act, but I have watched movies and read articles, and from what I saw and read these prostitutes have no win in this situation. They don't even get all the money they raise, they have to give it to their pimps. They get treated horribly, they don't get fed enough, and they don't get a lot of money (from what I've read). ("Trafficked Teen Girls Describe Life in 'The Game' ") I personally think that the way people react to prostitution now is bad. They think that it is not bad and that it is a way to raise money and they should legalize it. ( "Sex Work is Part of The Community."). I got the idea for this story form Gabriel S. He helped come up with a story line and turning it into an allegory.

Really what I'm trying to get out is: don't give yourself away for something you think you need. If the the thing you need is making you lose yourself and making you feel trashy, what's the point?

Works Cited:

"Trafficked Teen Girls Describe Life in "The Game"." NPR 6 December 2010: 7. Print.

"They Need Rescue, Not Regulation."  National Post  6 October 2010: A16. Print.

"Sex Work is Part of The Community." Metroland Media Group 8 October 2110: A11. Print.

2nd Draft of Picture Book

1.  In a land that is big and colorful, there lived a gnobble named Alby. Alby was a purple gnobble and she didn't like her purple color.
2. She wanted something better like green, blue, red, or even rainbow. Her purple was dull. Or so she thought.
3. Walking one day she came across a green gnobble. She liked the way the color looked on him and she decided she wanted to be green.
4. She walked over to him and asked if he would exchange a patch of his green color for a patch of her purple color. He happily agreed and she took the green and placed in on her body.
5. She continued walking and came across 2 green gnobbles talking to each other. She went over to them and asked if she could get a patch of each of their green for a patch of her purple each. They happily agreed and she placed the two patches of green on her body.
6. As she began walking again she started feeling wierd , but she ignored it and kept walking on. As she walked she came across three other green gnobbles and asked once again if she could trade a patch of purple for a patch of green each. They happily agreed. And she put the three patches of purple on her body.
7. After a while of walking around she realized that she was going slower, her back was bending forward, her heart was feeling empty and she was feeling horrible. She didn't feel like herself. She looked down at herself and saw that she was all green except for a little speck of purple in the middle of her body.
8. She realized only then that it was because she wasn't herself, she was filled with green and she didn't feel lively like she imagined, but felt even more horrible than before.
9. She wanted her purple back. It was what made her happy, what made her heart feel full, what made her , her.
10. She moved sluggishly around gnobbles and tried to find the green gnobbles that she gave her purple to, to get her purple back, but she couldn't find them and she was feeling more awful every minute she was without her purple.
11. She couldn't find the green gnobbles, but she did come across something she was not expecting at all. . .
12. A GOLD GNOBBLE!!!!!
13. She had never seen a gold gnobble before. It was so shiny, so bright, so beautiful. Something she knew she was not anymore.
14. "Can you help me?" She asked the gold gnobble. "What do you think I am here for?" He said. "Just tell me what you need help with."
15. "I need my purple color back, I don't like this green color; it makes me feel ugly, empty, and just not myself." She cried.
16. " I will help you but you have to promise not to give your color away again. You have to be happy with who you are, even if you may want something else, stick with what you have, it's best for youu." The Gold Gnobble said.
17. "Okay I won't, just please hurry, I don't like feeling this way at all." She begged.
18. "Okay, since you can't get the purples from the green gnobbles you gave your purple to, you have to find something good inside yourself and build on that. That little speck of purple still in you, you have to build on that." He explained.
19. "Is that is?" She asked quickly eager to go get the purple.
20. "That's it," the Gold Gnobble said, and with that he floated away.
21. As he floated, Alby turned around and ran. She ran to get her personality back, she ran to get her feeling back. she ran to get her heart back, she ran to get herself back.

1st Draft of Author's Note

My picture book is about Prostitution. I'm doing an allegory so that the little kid picture is all about giving sex for money. That would be wrong.

Prostitution is called "The Game" by people who are in the business.

People are in prostitution for different reasons. Most people are people who get kidnapped and forced into it. And some do it for the extra money.  Prostitution is very much harder than people might think. They get up at 5 am, and have to be out on the streets by 5:30. They stay out there the whole day, and at the time they are scheduled to come back, if they don't get the amount of money and the amount of people that their pimp told them to they get punished. After that whole day of "working" they, if they accomplish their job, would probably get a cheeseburger from McDonalds or something like that. They only get about 2 hours sleep. And to think that some places are trying to legalize it.

I've never actually witnessed prostitution in the act, but I have watched movies and read articles, and from what i saw and read these prostitutes have no win in this situation. They don't even get all the money they raise, they have to give it to their pimps. They get treated horribly, they don't get fed enough, and they don't get a lot of money (from what I've read). I personally think that the way people react to prostitution now is good and it should keep going like that.

Really what I'm trying to get out is don't give yourself away for something you think you need. If the the thing you need is making you lose yourself and making you feel trashy, what's the point.

Works Cited:

"Trafficked Teen Girls Describe Life in "The Game"." NPR 6 December 2010: 7. Print.

"They Need Rescue, Not Regulation."  National Post  6 October 2010: A16. Print.

"Sex Work is Part of The Community." Metroland Media Group 8 October 2110: A11. Print.

Picture Book Research # 2

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-article-display?id=S44-4241-0-3981&artno=0000308225&type=ART&shfilter=U&key=Prostitution&title=Sex%20Work%20Is%20Part%20of%20the%20Community&res=Y&ren=N&gov=N&lnk=N&ic=N

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-article-display?id=S44-4241-0-3981&artno=0000308228&type=ART&shfilter=U&key=Prostitution&title=They%20Need%20Rescue%2C%20Not%20Regulation&res=Y&ren=N&gov=N&lnk=N&ic=N

       I think prostitution is a bad thing. No matter how poor you might think you are or how drunk or whatever, it's bad. I mean other than money that you probably are going to spend on drugs, since you're stupid enough to go into the prostitution "business", what are you going to get from ahving sex with random people for money.

       I also think that people who do these things are people who don't have respect for themselves and they think they are nothing. Personally I don't think that people should ever feel like that unless they're really trashy. And people aren't trashy. People make themselves seem trashy by doing these things among others.

       A lot people might not think that prostitution is a big important matter but it really is.

Picture Book Idea # 1

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-article-display?id=S44-4241-0-360&artno=0000308227&type=ART&shfilter=U&key=Racism&title=Controversial%20Mascot%20Ejected&res=Y&ren=N&gov=N&lnk=N&ic=N

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-article-display?id=S44-4241-0-3981&artno=0000306185&type=ART&shfilter=U&key=Racism&title=Lebanon%3A%20Discrimination%20Against%20People%20of%20Color%20Is%20Widespread&res=Y&ren=N&gov=N&lnk=N&ic=N

       Racial Discrimination is not a big thing for some people. Some people make fun of it, some people are really big on it, some people just ignore it. I'm in the ignore it column.
       This article is just ridiculous. How all of sudden names for teams can be racial. Like the name given, The Indians, how is that racist at all? It's not like saying, "The Black People". I don't really get how ,The Indians, is racist. I guess the name, The Denver Nuggets, is foodist.
       I just think it is ridiculus.

Social Awareness # 4

       In the book that I am reading now, The Water Dancers by Terry Gamble, there is the issue of forbidden love, and I don't know what you would call it but the guy is haunted by battlefield memories.
       There is the rich family in the book, The Marches, and then there is the servant. The marches son is the kind of sun that has his whole life planned out for him by his parents. He's supposed to marry this one girl and inherit his family busisness. But after a plane crashes into a boat he was on he can't walk, he is hollow. The nurse his family has to take care of him, is a bad drunk and is never looking out for him, always drinking. So they let the maid, Rachel Winnapee, look after him. He is unexplainably dran to her and the story goes on.
       This boy is supposed to marry this one girl, but she breaks it off with him after he get's injured, and it is not allowed for him to fall in love with the help. So that is the one issue.
        The other is that since this guy is in the marines he is always having dreams and daydreams about his marine memories. All the bad ones. I think that this comes up in a lot of books, and in life to where it leads to issue of social pressure, which leads to possible suicide. This also a big issue because it's not really something that people can stop and it will keep going on because that is the way the world is, it's a cruel world, and messed up with all the problems that come with it.

Social Awarness #2- Observe Your Surroundings (school, home, neighborhood, media)

People smoking right in front of you
People cussing in front of you when you have kids around
People pushing out of the way on the street
People talking really loud on the train, street, telling all their business
Saggin'

       I think that pne that really maddens me is when people cuss in front of you and your children (if you have any). Because I know we hear it all the time in school and stuff, but then when teenagers or somebody else comes and is screaming it in front of you, it kind of makes you fell like your parents think that is how you are going to grow, and that is what you are you are going to do when you grow up, and you really don't want to hear all of that. Your parents know you don't do, but I think they try to make sure it is engraved into your brain so that you don't do it.
       When my parents see that kind of stuff, especially my mom, she always llectures us about it, then off of that she'll go off into other stuff she doesn't want us doing then the lecture turns into an hour long conversation. My dad just simply says if I hear those words come out of your mouth, there will definitely be consequences.