Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there lived a Princess. This Princess was very prim and proper, and could often be found prancing through ...
ParaNorman - Giveaway
I must admit, I found the ParaNorman olympics commercials rather amusing, and I also tend to like visually darker movies like 9 as well as the stop motion found in movies like The Fantastic Mr. Fox... so, I am more than happy to share some ParaNorman stuff with you guys.
About the Film
The new 3D stop-motion comedy thriller from animation company LAIKA, reteaming the company with Focus Features after the groundbreaking Academy Award-nominated Coraline. ParaNorman is, following Coraline, the company's second stop-motion animated feature to be made in 3D.
In ParaNorman, a small town comes under siege by zombies. Who can it call? Only misunderstood local boy Norman (Kodi Smit-McPhee), who is able to speak with the dead. In addition to the zombies, he'll have to take on ghosts, witches and, worst, of all, grown-ups, to save his town from a centuries-old curse. But this young ghoul whisperer may find his paranormal activities pushed to their otherworldly limits.
Trailer
Giveaway
Up for grabs is (as pictured below):
- Freaky Fun Cupcake Kit
- Youth T-Shirt
- Backpack
- Activity Book & Activity Sheet
- Keychain
- Notebook
- Pencil Pack with stickers
- Nightlight
- Slippers
- Toothbrush
- Comment on this post, telling me oubout being (or observing) the weird kid/outcast in school, and how that effected you.
- Tweet to me @sschuchard telling me why you like zombies.
- Go over to the SimpleFather facebook page and let me know how why you should love your kids, no matter what they're like.
If you can't think of any of the above answers, just say anything, but as usual, I like to add a little more flavor to my giveaways.
The contest will run until 11:59 pm Central, August 29th. **UPDATE** Congrats to Karen Che on winning the Paranorman giveaway!
I remember watching the "weird kids" in school. As a kid, you might laugh at them, but as an adult you realize that being different isn't bad!
Being(or observing) an outcast in school and/or being the weird kid wouldn't be fun at all especially because many people experience it like norman himself.Since being an outcast/weird kid isn't fun at all it is most likely they get bullied from other kids to make them feel better and or because they want the attention.Being the weird kid or outcast in school would affect me alot because i would maybe get hurt or be called names.It's not my thing being the "weird kid at school" but some people are and we should treat them like we treat other "normal" people.
Being the outcast was rough. But I survived. I think now-a-days it is much easier as kids seem to be more tolerant. I ended up leaving school and getting a GED, just couldnt handle the torment. Now that I have 2 kids of my own, I love that they are different and "weird". I would not want a kid that was just like every other. I encourage them to be unique and not follow the norm.
I remember watching a boy at my grade school who always used to get into trouble for eating glue. I still can't look at glue without thinking of him...yuck! Thanks for the chance, justicecw at hotmail dot com
I was always shy and quiet and school and really didn't know how to strike up conversations or to keep them going. I still am shy in a sense but am learning to not be. I wasn't bullied in school for being shy ( I was for wearing classes being stick thin)
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In middle school, I was an outcast in part because I was the only Asian girl in my grade division and was new to the English language. Other children would often tease me about my accent and purposely confuse me with words I had yet to grasp. Because of this, I studied most days after school to improve my English through reading classic literature. I also doodled what I read. Those endless hours I spent mining my language affected me profoundly; I double majored in English and Fine Arts in university and I am now in the process of writing and illustrating a series of children's books for an ESL audience. Being the "weird" kid ignited my creative drive.
I was a full-blown "freak" as a child, I was really into programming in Java circa my preteen years and i'd always want to talk about it or get other kids into it, to no avail. Needless to say, no one in my grade really understood and I was rendered friendless because they thought that was what I did 24/7. No one invited me to any outings. It was a pretty silly time in my life, but I became rather good at Java for my age.
I was the weird kid. At age 11, I preferred bright yellow hand-me-down overalls to… whatever was cool. I wore my hair in two long braided pleats, as if the crooked bangs cut by my Mother weren’t enough
Of course being a weird kid went much deeper than second hand clothes (and even deeper than the obsessive rock-collecting, zelda-playing and drawings of people I wanted to be).
The weirdness stemmed deep, it seemed I was on the outside of my school, my family. I can remember hating crowd participation, never wanting to do the chicken dance. The weird kid is alien, seeing cultural norms and socially accepted behavior but choosing not to participate.
On the first day of 4th grade, I immediately went to my friends from the previous year. As we walked around the balance beam all they could talk about was how they had started shaving their legs over the summer and how cool they were.
I walked away, knowing that this was something I was not interested in.
Of course, being the weirdo in my middle school, I was often teased a lot. Mostly during my 6th grade year. I would be teased about literally EVERYTHING on my looks. My elbows, the hair on my arms, anything and everything. If you want to know how it affected me, it was pretty bad. I lost my self-confidence, and I began to wear jackets all the time, because they covered up my arms and made me feel safe. It took me up until I graduated from high school until I slowly gained my confidence back. I lost the jacket, started wearing what I wanted to wear, and began expressing myself. I stopped caring what others thought. If they wanted to say something to me, I would simply say something back. I got so tired of being separated from everyone else just because of who I was. Today, I'm still a little bit shy, but I've really changed from what I once was when the teasing began! I'm glad to be the "weirdo" that I am, and I still do very weird stuff, but I've learned that you can never make everyone happy, no matter what you do, and personally, I'm happy with who I am.
My childhood best friend was an outcast when I met her, she would sit alone during lunch doodling in her sketchbook. I introduced myself to her because during the first week of our third grade English class, she told the class that her dream was to be an adventurer in Hyrule, and she unsheathed a handmade cardboard sword from the Legend of Zelda games. She and I were instant friends after that. We told and drew many tales during many recesses. She taught me there's no limit to imagination.
I was a weird girl because I took action figures to school. I was twelve and didn't care what other kids thought, even though I was occasionally bullied by a group of girls who thought I was being an embarrassment to all girls, or something. It made me apprehensive about friendships later in my life since I was so used to being alone, but I grew out of it and still have an action figure collection. It all worked out because my son loves the countless choices he has when he plays with mommy, haha.
all i can say is this movie /kid is alot like me & i cant tell to much becouse people are still clossed minded but maybe i will write my own book someday.
*sigh*i'm odd ,ocd & read minds,I thank god i have only seen dead relatives in my dreams & not in real life or i might freakkkkkkkkk out.
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