The Cailleach Béara
Even though this is West Liberty-Salem’s sophomore year of Pages, this is the first year I am navigating an actual class through the program. Mythology may not have been my first choice of class to use for Pages, but so far, I have absolutely no regrets.
During our planning meeting in September I was really struggling to think of ways to link the program to the Mythology curriculum I had planned. Anthropocene was the real struggle, but I think we have that covered now. (Stay tuned for a future Blog Post to see how that turned out!)
However, at some point the word Perspective came into my mind. Mythology is full of different perspectives, missing perspectives, abundantly repeated perspectives, and so on and so on. Those stories, which were passed down from generation to generation, were interpreted, reinterpreted and modified depending on the storyteller and the perspective that was presented.
Who is telling the story and how is perspective affected? These are questions we have been pondering since the beginning of September in Mythology.
Enter our study of The Cailleach Béara. She is commonly known as the Hag of Béara, coming from West Cork out of Ireland. Having spent two weeks studying Celtic Mythology, specifically around Ireland, we started reading a selection of poems from Leanne O’Sullivan’s “Cailleach”. It’s a beautiful anthology of poetry written by O’Sullivan, who is herself from the West Cork region. She spends the anthology referencing different aspects of the myth of the Hag, as well as writing from the Hag’s perspective as she longs after her missing lover. Here we have yet another storyteller, presenting another perspective
I attempted this part of the unit two years ago when I took over Mythology. While I liked the analytical outcome my previous students came up with, it felt flat. Upon reflection, I changed the assignment as my students were just starting to embark on their Pages journeys. Instead of just asking them to analyze one of the poems, I gave them a second option to write a Hag response poem and then analyze their own work. Their own analysis would be halved, since they wrote a poem from the Hag’s perspective.
This allowed for some students to approach O’Sullivan’s work in a critical manner, while also incorporating their new knowledge of the Mythology around the Hag. But it also gave a taster to some of my students to the creativity and freedom I hope they can embrace during our Pages workshops.
These students are ready for Pages.
Here are a few extracts from those who went for option B. These are all extracts of works in progress.
“For years, staring at the horizon
Seeing the color go from blue to red.
From red to green and finally
Green to gold.”Т Sam
“Waiting, waiting, waiting.
Seasoned in waiting,”Т Hailee
“I travel the lands and moors in solitude
The chilling weight of my destiny heavy upon my back
Like a never-ending frostbite devouring my joy.”Т Cheyenne
And if you follow my Instagram page @haney.ms you may have already seen this one.
“Long ago, the ocean sighed into your skin-
it once parted your lips, and exhaled your breath;
but the zephyrs borrowed your sail, and now
wind threads fingers once threaded by you.”Kienna
We haven’t even had our first Pages workshop. Why was I apprehensive again?