Reading Notes: Week 2 Anthology


I am taking notes on the story of Pygmalion. I am following one of the notetaking strategies from the blog. 
I liked this story because it captured my interest more than the others and I can imagine lots of possibilities for its continuation. 
  • Plot Notes: Pygmalion does not trust women so he creates his own out of ivory. He falls in love with his creation, makes a sacrifice to the gods, and prays to them for a favor. The Goddess Aphrodite hears his prayers and grants his wish that the ivory girl may come to life. They married and had a son. 
    • My Thoughts On the Story:
    • I feel bad for the women but I am used to women being treated badly in stories. However, it would be cool to continue the story and give her a happy ending. 
    •  I wonder though if Pygmalion remains in love with the woman once she is real. The reason he created her in the first place is that he was "offended by the failings that nature gave the female heart." So I am curious if once this woman turned human, would he notice those same qualities of women that had offended him before?
    • Character Notes: The Ivory Girl: She was not given a true name or personality so to write about this character would be to almost create a new character completely. We only know the events of her life. 
              1. She is carved from Ivory.
              2. She is turned into a human.
              3. She must marry her creator.
              4. She bears a son with her husband
  • Character Charting: There is really only one character we know much about so I am just going to list some of his traits.
    • Pygmalion: Selfish, Reclusive, Judgemental, Sexist, Creative.
    • Aphrodite: We might be able to find some of these traits in Aphrodite too. She is selfish, and probably judgemental too. She seemed to favor Pygmalion for some reason, probably because he created something beautiful, but could it be possible that she saw some of herself in him.
  • Setting Notes: We don't learn much of the setting from this excerpt. To find out we could do some research on Ovid's Metamorphoses. 

(Image Information: Aphrodite, Pixabay)

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