Tag Archives: WebAssignments

You’re the New Sheriff

For this assignment, I had to create a multi-level story using the website Inklewriter. This story is about you, the new sheriff in the town of Baddon, a place so tough they had to call you in from miles away. What’s going to happen, now that you’re here? You’ll have to play to find out!

I wasn’t too sure about this assignment, since writing anything with multiple endings sounds like a massive headache. In fact, it did take me at least two hours to write (and I didn’t revise it very thoroughly), but it was a lot of fun! I was initially going to use a different story that I already sort of had planned out, but that one was too linear and needed too much explanation. So instead, I thought I’d run with a bit more of the Western theme and wrote something about a sheriff coming into a bad town.

Enjoy the story! Hopefully you get the good ending.

Mapping Stories

This assignment asked that  you take some story or situation and create a map for everyone involved. I decided to take this opportunity to map out a book that I had to read for my American Realism class called The Marrow of Tradition. It’s a really good book, and I highly recommend anyone read it if they’re interested. The biggest problem with the book was the large amount of characters involved. Many things are happening all at once throughout the course of the events, and everyone is related to everyone else somehow. So, I decided to take advantage of this assignment and finally map out the characters according to a list that my professor had given us to help in our reading. I’m going to send this link to the professor, too, so hopefully her future classes won’t be as confused.

This assignment, more than anything else, took a lot of time. I didn’t get every single character — just the ones on my professor’s list — but it was still incredibly extensive. I used Kumu, as the assignment requests, and put in everyone according to their race (since that’s the main point of the book). It was really cool to finish all of this data and sit back to see the connections. Major Carteret is connected to everyone in some way, so he is the unintentional center of this diagram, as the circles and lines shift according to where everything is. Seeing this sort of map really helps with understanding the role each character has and what relation they have to those around them.

 

Honest Grades

Screen Edit

For this assignment, in which we take a website and change its content into a story. I decided to make an “honest grades” page, since the semester is coming to a close and looking at this page is increasingly more vital to surviving. Those assignments on the right bar just know I’ve been putting things off, though. Shame on them. You can find the whole reworked page here.

I have been hunting down each assignment I need to do at this point in the semester (my wall is actually covered in sticky notes), but I still get stressed about what’s happening. So, I thought I would make a relatable story in this assignment. We have so much to do, the grades are piling up, you need to check your professor announcements, and you wonder how you managed to accomplish anything this semester. Hopefully not everyone can relate, but I’ll tell you I’m scrambling.

I used the X-Ray Goggles function to capture the page Canvas and publish it into a new link. Some things on the top bar are covered up by the credits at the top of the page, which is why I made a screenshot on the not-yet-published page instead so you can see those extra little gems.

Are we there yet?

Google Road Trip

This assignment called for a map of a journey that one might take, personal, historical, or ideal. I decided to make it into a personal history of my family (or, more specifically, my mom). Here’s the actual map, but I couldn’t really figure out how to share a whole road trip, so hopefully at least the lines show up like they do in this screenshot. And yeah, we drove every single time, so this is pretty accurate as far as the trip probably went.

My family history is just one long road trip, and I joined in a little less than halfway through. My mom grew up near Trenton, New Jersey, and later her family moved to California, where she met my dad. They got married and had my oldest sister in Orange County. Then, since my dad was going to school to become a chiropractor, they moved to Davenport, Iowa, since that was where his school was. While they were there, my second oldest sister was born. My dad got his license as a doctor and he and my mom decided to move closer to his family back in Utah. Two months before they moved, I was born. Then they settled in Lehi, Utah, where my little sister was born and where I lived for 8 years.

My parents got divorced after I turned 8, and my mom decided she wanted to move back to the East Coast. So, after they sold the house, we packed up and took a summer-long trip to the coast. We went from New Jersey all the way down to Virginia, but I remember Philadelphia the best, so that’s where the map stops. We were in search of a house during this months long road trip, but that just happened to be the same year Hurricane Katrina hit. People were moving north from their tattered homes, and many of the states and towns we were looking at gave them priority housing. At the same time, my grandma was dying in the hospital back in Utah, so we opted to return to that square state and take care of Grandma. We moved into a place in West Jordan, where we stayed for three years while my mom worked on her undergraduate degree and became the first woman in her family to graduate from college. Grandma moved in with us for about a year and got better before moving into her own place again.

When the time came, my mom decided she would pursue graduate school in a university back east. She applied to all kinds of places, with her heart set on the College of William & Mary. She got in, we packed up everything, and took another three day road trip to Virginia, where we set up in a hotel for about three weeks while Mom started school and found a home in a nearby town for us to move into. She got her graduate degree and began working, and we continued to move into a different rented house in the same town for five or six years. Finally, we saved enough money to buy a house, and my mom swears she’s never moving again. One year later, I went to college, but at least there’s always a house to come home to.

I’ve told this story a thousand times, but I like to think about where we started and how we ended up in Virginia. We had moved around so much that my oldest sister started calling us “borderline nomadic,” which is pretty accurate. Putting this story on a map is really cool to see, too! I hadn’t realized we had traveled so many miles to get from one place to another.