The book contains folk, cautionary tales, myths and legends which inspired damsels to overcome challenges in their environment: predators, hunger, oppression, or aggression, and traditional male norms and standards.
I love stories. I told stories as a child: in the backyard digging holes in the sand pile my dad use for cement, playing at the creek, finding frogs or fishing, walking to and from school, sitting in the swing in the garden rocking back and forth on warm Colorado nights, hiking in the Alaska Mountains, sitting on the train going back and forth to Colorado, or having a coffee at a café in Oakland, CA or telling a story to my children before they fell asleep, now my grandchildren who are engrossed with tales.
As a child, drawing was my way of communicating. Today, I am a writer of words as well as a verbal storyteller, which blends skills of illustrating, speaking, and written words to create, enhance, reimage, embroidery, fabricate, and elaborate stories to fascinate those who view, hear, and read the tales!
--->I love stories which inform us about our worlds.
Bullies are everywhere, and not noticed because we are so a costumed to moving and getting out of the way of a mean, strong person. The women folk in Damsels Overcome taught me to stand against a bully with the power, emotion, and wisdom I have. The more I stood on my ground the strong I became. If needed talk back to the bully, challenge his/her threats. Our fear feeds the bully and makes his/her power more real. We are reality, what we think and do - face the bully. See your powers offered to defeat him or her. The bully has weakness and as you face the violence, you see these are what the bully is nothing but words used to cause fear.
Manage negative; get into the positive. “HER IS EQUAL TO HIM; WE BOTH OWN.” Positive emotions, positive feelings, positive attitudes, and positive beliefs free deeply rooted negative ideas. My mom was a warrior in her way. She worked outside the home in a factory while doing all cleaning, shopping, and meal-making tasks. My dad did the male part of working as a mechanic, keeping the yard, car, and house repaired. Neither had an education; both handed me weeds mingled with their flowers as with the schools I attended, the male narratives I read, and social norms in my environment. Thanks to the skills of the damsels I absorbed by reading traditional tales, I understood survival.