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Lost in Translation: Part Three or “The Glad Idings of March”


The Ides of March have come and gone and so as the unit on Julius Caesar.  Between Odysseus, Hamlet, and the Roman senate I feel I have been wading in testosterone for a month. Lots of wanderlust, stabbings, and confused emotions of doing the right thing.  Next month it’s satire, heroes,  and star-crossed lovers, which should provide a decent change up of scenery.

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I learned my lesson about front loading Caesar a few years ago when I first started teaching the play to sophomores.  I thought my students knew all about Julius Caesar. Wrong, so wrong.  Roman history is not a featured item in most history books up to ninth grade, and it’s not much of a feature in high school at all–that is, unless students opt for World History as one of their electives, and even then not a lot of time is part on the Roman Empire.  This is why there wasn’t much impact when the protagonist is bumped off by the second act.  Why should my students care about the hero dying when they hardly know him?

Speed it up a few years, interject some marketing savvy, and Julius Caesar becomes a dynamic unit.  My recipe for getting kids to care about Gaius Julius Caesar.

1.  Show a Hollywood version of Caesar that is colorful, even though historical correct: baiting the hook

Jeremy Sisto plays a likable Caesar. I play the movie up to the point of where Caesar returns to Rome after Gaul, receiving the cheers of the Romans and the news that Pompey has fled, fearing for his life.  This builds up intrigue and my students better understand what is going on when we began reading the play.

2.  Fishing for interest: Assign parts, upping the reluctance with bonus reading points.

After writing the parts on the whiteboard I stand back and let my students sign up for who they want to read.  Equal voice prevails in that it’s okay for guys to read female parts and vice versa.  I’ve had some lovely deep-voiced Portias, and some commanding lighter-toned Cassius readers.  Shakespeare would understand the need to pinch-hit.

3.  We read up to the assassination.  I used to include it as part of the agenda, yet my wanna be thespians somehow couldn’t do the death scene with proper dignity.  I decided to give that over to the more experienced.  There are a number of productions to choose from, although I keep with the tried and true John Gielgud version.

4. After each act we have class discussions about themes, issues, and notables.  This is my favorite part, getting students to realize how history has shaped the world they live in.  Events of a thousand years ago still echo down the corridors of their everyday life.  We discuss ideas such as: Is murder ever valid? Do political leaders always act in the best interests of their country?  Are beliefs worth dying for?  These fifteen year old minds begin grasping the need to be informed and how being informed influences the vote they will cast in three years.

5.  Once the play is packed up, the packet turned in, I reel in my students as we move on to the really fun stuff: Who was Caesar?  I want my students to understand his far-reaching influence (beyond calendars, salads, and quippy quotes) and get to know the man and form their own opinion about him.  I know Shakespeare had his reasons for not including Cleopatra in the play; however, Cleo cannot be ignored.  So she gets showcased because she was a larger-than-life influence on Caesar:

I annoy my students with all kinds of move trivia: costs (1 million to Liz–a shocking amount; 44 million to make–equaling about 300 million today); tracheotomy scars (Liz almost died, you know); thousands of extras (pinch police to protect the ladies); real sets (CGI in ’63?).  Grand stuff, indeed.

I also slip in a documentary with the idea that Hollywood and history don’t always see eye to eye on the truth.

The Sparknotes folk have done a really new cool thing by creating learning videos.  This one was also helpful:

Then the assignment: Write an opinion essay on who you believe Caesar to be?  Was he a megalomaniac who murdered for his own means?  A philandering player  who used women as stepping-stones to increased power?  A frustrated tyrant? A genius strategist? A leader cut short in his prime?  I guess the term is officially called synthesizing–gathering all the evidence and sifting it to form a valid opinion.  Kind of like suffering through election year.

The play itself is not one of my favorites: “Hey, I’ll stab you, you stab me, will all die so nobly.” A little too gritty for my tastes.  I do find a fascination in Caesar and I look forward to reading those essays.

In our district it’s mandated we have our objectives up on the board so that all may see what it is we are trying to get our students to learn.  Mine for the Julius Caesar unit?
May my students learn from the experiences of the past in order to better apply the knowledge that is gained

Lost in Translation: Part Two–“The Play’s the Thing” or “How Now, Hamlet?”


Today we finished Hamlet and with the help Mel Gibson, David Tennant, and Danny DeVito I think my students understood (as Ben Jonson once said), “Shakespeare is not for an age, but for all time.”

Laurence Olivier is undoubtedly considered a master actor; however, his is not the version of choice when teaching Shakespeare’s Hamlet to a current generation.  Sifting through various versions, and there are numerous, I decided Ahnold would suffice in keeping their attention.

Overall opinion is this is how Hamlet should have handled stuff when he got home from college.  On the other hand, you can see how short the show became when he went from inaction to a “Last Action Hero” (how many recognized the clip?)

Yeah, teaching Hamlet, a four-hour play of a college kid who doesn’t know how to handle his dysfunctional family( one that would rival any modern reality television program) to a roomful of teenagers is a challenge.  Don’t get me wrong– Hamlet is one of my favorite Shakespeare plays.  My problem is how to get my students who thrive on the likes of 300 and Aliens and Cowboys as entertainment to appreciate the play as much as I do, or at least see the reason why it is still relevant for today, even though it is about 200 hundred years old.  So I gave it over to a master teacher to introduce my students to the likes of  the Elsinore gang.

Actually, the movie did help my students understand Hamlet better.  They saw how it improved the lives of the DDs, and comprehended that Shakespeare is a great way to sharpen critical thinking skills.  They may never read another Shakespeare play in their lives, yet, as I always I tell my students, if they can comprehend Old English they can comprehend anything they come across, from a diesel engine manual to putting together their new barbeue.

As we traveled through the emotions, intrigue, and the nitty-gritty of family life gone wrong, my students saw that the interests of the Elizabethan theater crowed wasn’t too much different from today: sex, violence, love and death.

Sometimes only a little is lost in translation.

A Little Lost in Translation: Part One–“It’s Greek to me”


March may be madness for basketball fans, but here in the English courts I am knee-deep in teaching the nuances of Homer and Hamlet and Caesar (oh, my).  Freshmen get to sail the seas with the wandering Odysseus, while sophomores figure out if they would have followed Brutus or Antony after those stirring funeral speeches, and the seniors decide the course of tragic hero Hamlet.  No matter how I teach it:  lively YouTube clips, polished PowerPoints, thought-provoking pair share activities, or No Fear Shakespeare helps, something gets a little lost in translation.

For instance, working with freshmen is tricky.  Most are on the cusp of maturity, and often senselessly slip into giggling fits of pubescent behavior at the mere mention of certain subjects.  Especially when they drift into PG-13. I’ve always wondered how to best approach the subject of Odysseus’ habit of dallying with those goddesses.  I mean, honestly, Penelope is keeping the home fires burning and keeping true to her man while raising their son, crushing the olives, and staving off lascivious suitors while Odysseus keeps company with the likes of Circe and Calypso.  Willing prisoner, my foot.  The guy couldn’t figure a way off the island for seven years?  We read about him crying during the day facing the sea, his heart breaking for Ithaca and Penelope, and we stir up a little bit of compassion.  At night?

A couple of years ago I asked my across-the-hall coworker how he explained the nighttime adventures of our lonely Greek epic hero.  Scrabble.  Excuse me?  He told me he would explain to his ninth graders that during the day Odysseus pined for Penelope, but at night he couldn’t resist playing Scrabble with Calypso.  Circe is another story.

So I borrowed the Scrabble euphemism and it worked well until two years ago.  A big backfire ensued.  A sweet girl who must have been preoccupied when I first began the lecture, brightened up when I mentioned Scrabble.  Popping up from her head-down reverie she exclaimed, “Scrabble?  I love Scrabble!  I’d play Scrabble every night if possible.”  Yup, pandemonium in the classroom.  It took about ten minutes to quell the masses of giggling hysteria, plus I had to smooth over the collateral damage to my naive student of the moment.

You think I would have learned my lesson.

This year once again I’m teaching freshmen and once again we cruise up to Calypso and her night time activities.  This year Yahtzee became the fill-in-the blank.  Oh, did they run with that.  I told them it didn’t qualify for an in-text citation reference in their unit essay.  I know they will sneak it in anyway.

Homerian values of men just gotta be men and women staying true make for decent discussion in terms of  how roles of heroes have changed over time and what values are esteemed in society. However,  our current textbook has sliced and diced The Odyssey’s twenty-two books into a pale, anemic handful of adventures, and even those are abridged to anorexic shadows.  Trying to make a cohesive unit out of hobbled material is definitely challenging.  It all works out though–we read a bit then watch a bit of the 1997 movie (a remake, please?) and I explain and translate the dissected textbook offerings  into everyday vernacular.  Even though it sounds a little erratic, by the time my little freshies are done with their three weeks with Odysseus they have the foundations of epic heroness down so when they get to senior English and face Beowulf there is something to dredge up and refer to.

Truthfully, The Odyssey is not my most favored unit; I’m not much into mythology, the whole gods/goddesses messing around with humans is irritating, to say the least. Nevertheless, the unit is a curriculum requirement, which means I do my best to make it enjoyable for my students.  They learn how to create a reader’s journal while duly noting epic hero characteristics and through the process discover how ancient literature can still transfer a thrill, but most of all they appreciate how it’s all about doing the right thing and that there is no place like home.  You did know Dorothy is an epic hero,  didn’t you?

Next stop: “The play’s the thing”– trying to get my seniors to groove on Hamlet

WordPress Writing Quotes Savored, Saved, and Shared


Have you noticed that after publishing your post that there is a little WordPress cheerleader encouraging you to keep going towards a set goal? It’s like eating a box of CrackerJacks and receiving the prize after crunching through the carmeled popcorn and suffering the candied peanuts: aah! joyous satisfactory reward (loved the whistles, especially). So, in celebration of reaching my stunning and surprisingly 25th posting I shall share the rewards of doing so.  Here is my first collection of WordPress Writing Quotes which I have savored, saved, and now share with you:

 

The best way to become acquainted with a subject is to write a book about it.— Benjamin Disraeli

 I so agree.  As I have struggled to complete books started I have learned more than I ever anticipated about Idaho’s gold rush, cows, thoughts teenage girls have about NaNoWriMo, and young men trying to overcome bad attitudes and worse friendships.


Writing is a struggle against silence. Carlos FuentesHead and shoulders photo of a greying man with a small moustache, wearing a suit, arms folded. 

Oh, that dreaded silence of recalcitrant ideas.  To coax them into speaking and leaping from their shadowed hiding onto the page.


Proofread carefully to see if you any words out. Author Unknown

Often I’ve found when I think I’ve edited, proofread, and revised and posted my words for the world two see I’ve missed something oh so glaringly.

If the writing is honest it cannot be separated from the man who wrote it. Tennessee Williams

 (virtual tip of hat) Here’s to truth–may all writers strive for its sweet essence to sweeten the words upon our pages

Words, once they are printed, have a life of their own. Carol Burnett

It’s an old analogy, yet one that has great validity–our words tend to breathe once they step out and leave their footprints upon the page.

 I try to leave out the parts that people skip .Elmore Leonard

I had included  Mr. Leonard’s quote in my Writerly Wisdom collection before gleaning it from the WordPress quote crop.  What a goal to which one could aspire: leaving out the parts readers not interested in reading.

To send a letter is a good way to go somewhere without moving anything but your heart. Phyllis Theroux

The other side of sending off a letter, is the delight of going to the mailbox and pulling one out.  That moment of anticipatory pause before releasing the contents within, that bit of wait before sharing the thoughts of another heart is true joy especially when the letter bears the name of someone dear.

To many more happy postings, readings, and sharings.

Blue skies,

CricketMuse

Books, Nooks, and Looks–Unpacking Your Library


I’m nosy.  Total confession.  When I am visiting I tend to check out the my host’s books.  Of course, I’m subtle and discreet, although I figure if it’s in open view, it’s open season on snooping.  This, what could be considered a habit of questionable good manners, began in college. Ah, college days.  Where all the believe-we-have-the-answers crowd congregated at one another’s flats, apartments, dorm rooms, and houses to sip upon cheap brews and crushed grapes and nibble on snacks and talk, talk, talk.  Being a gregarious hermit by nature, I would chat enough to leave an impression and then slip away to surreptitiously  inventory the host’s or hostesses’ bookcase.  Sound like a book stalker, don’t I?

www.myminihouseofstyle.blogspot.com

Actually, the habit developed out of the need to remain anonymously conspicuous within the crowd.  Though I like conversation, I do get overwhelmed with a room full  of it swirling about me.  Slipping off to study books is acceptable crowd avoidance behavior, at least this is what I came to believe.  Contemplating book titles allowed me remain a part of the assemblage, yet gave me space.  It also gave opportunity for other hermits to find sanctuary while we scanned books.  Books make great conversation starters.

You can tell a lot about a person about the books they keep on their shelves.  On the other hand, that wouldn’t be so true of my bookshelf.  After years of lugging books from place to place I began to understand that books, while a treasure in my life, took up a lot of space.  And I began to stop buying them, collecting them, and hoarding them.  Instead I am a frequent flyer at the library.  I go so often that I am on first name basis with the librarians and counter folk.  True story: I grabbed the wrong key chain and did not have my self-check out scan card (my Fred Meyer card doesn’t do the trick), so I stepped up to the counter and hoped one of the friendlies would have compassion on my card-less state.  I didn’t know her but she knew me and checked me through.  She whispered, “We don’t do this for everyone,” and confirmed my regular patron status.

This is why my local library rocks. This is also why they are my bookshelf. I do, of course, I have books on my home bookshelf.  I review books and have my keepers.  I also have my set of reference books.  I have books from parents inherited, forgotten children treasures waiting for new eager hands, and books that I know are there for yet another read.  To Kill a Mockingbird is one of those books.  There are also gift books, I probably won’t read, but respecting the giver too much, they nestle among the other keepers.

All that to introduce this little book I picked up on the way out the library the other day.

Unpacking My Library: Writers and Their Books (Unpacking My Library Series)

Unpacking My Library: Writers and Their Books edited by Leah Price features the personal libraries of Alison Bechdel, Stephen Carter, Junot Díaz, Rebecca Goldstein and Steven Pinker, Lev Grossman and Sophie Gee, Jonathan Lethem, Claire Messud and James Wood, Philip Pullman, Gary Shteyngart, and Edmund White.

Some people delight in PeopleNational Enquirer, and other celebrity peep sheets.  I am curious about the to-dos of the literary crew.  Unpacking My Library was a grab and go and admittedly it proved a bit disappointing since I did not recognize any of the featured writers.  Maybe you will.  What I did get out of the book was the delicious lookey-looks at about dozen different private libraries.  Ooh, I did indeed enjoy doing so.

In this age of Kindle, Nooks, and phone app capabilities, books and bookshelves might become more of an anomaly than a requisite in homes.  Although it wouldn’t take much to pack up my own home library these days, I still root for the book on the shelf.  Here is a fun video about bookshelves.

Happy Pages,
CricketMuse

Oh–there is still plenty of room on the Book Boosters page if you haven’t yet exclaimed your love of books.

“Words, Words, Words” Hamlet Knew What He Was Talking About


I came across this information in one of my many literary newsletters, and couldn’t pass up the opportunity to share this profound trivia concerning some of the books I’ve read over the years.  The source is Publisher’s Weekly, with a nod to Amazon.

As an added bonus, if you click on the book title you will be rewarded with even more amazing stats.  You never know when book stats will come in handy.  I tend to either amaze or bore my students with my accrued literary triviarium (my own word–ahem: the collection of meaningless, yet seemingly important factuals, which would be a shame to delete, hence, they are kept and spouted at some random point in time) .  Click here for the entire article.

                                                                                                                Animal Farm

29,966 words (75% of books have more words)


Slaughterhouse-Five

47,192 words (64% of books have more words)


Lord of the Flies

62,481 words (51% of books have more words)

Brave New World

64,531 words (50% of books have more words)

The Adventures of Tom Sawyer

70,570 words (45% of books have more words)


Mansfield Park

159, 344 words (9% of books have more words)

                                                                                                              Moby-Dick

209,117 words (4% of books have more words)

East of Eden

226,741 words (3% of books have more words)


                                                                               Middlemarch

310,593 words (2% of books have more words)

War and Peace

544,406 words (0% of books have more words)

 

So why care how many words might be found in a book?  Maybe there is no reason.  Except it might give one pause if one is looking for a measure against what has held up over time in bookdom.  I dunno.  Maybe I just like books so much that I tend to grab onto anything booksy to store in my triviarium.  I wonder how Hamlet would have appreciated this info?

Happy Pages

Mondays Should Always Be So Pleasant…


Thanks to the Cecile’s Writers (especially Samir) who passed on the ABC, Awesome Blog Content, Award to my blog.  Is there a Blog Awards red carpet ceremony?  I have this divine silver lame (as in lah-may) number I picked up at Goodwill and I’ve been longing to wear it somewhere.  Okay, never mind the brief flip of verve and vanity.  This is a fun award and it’s even more fun since I can pass it on to blogs like:

http://makesomethingmondays.wordpress.com/about/#comment-541

She makes Monday melt in your mouth with her simply sumptuousness postings of rad and provoking photos and such

There is also

http://eagleeyededitor.wordpress.com/ who delights my writer’s heart

and then to

http://thepersnicketyreader.com/ who attends to my love of books

From there do visit

http://carolinareti.wordpress.com/category/culture/ who loves libraries like I do

I suggest

http://abigailkrocker.wordpress.com/about/ whose youthful exuberance for books and such is refreshing

and because life would be boring with only books  to look forward, try

http://onelonemagpie.com/ for fashion fun, flair, and fandango

Then there is

http://homeschoolhappymess.com/ because Homeschoolers rock!

Lastly, but not leastly (and there are so many cool blogs out there to experience yet):

http://katieisateacher.com/ I just naturally have a soft spot for teachers.

Now for the ABC thing:

Always
Believe
Can
Do
Everything
For
Going
Higher
Is
Just
Kinda
Like
Must
Now
Oh
Please
Quiet
Really
Ssh
Thinking
Under
Very
Weighty
X-ertion
Yikes
ZZZ (too tired to try to write anymore)

Writerly Wisdom II


For those of you who are site stat checkers (I confess I check once, maybe twice a day) you will notice certain types of posts get more hits than others.  Such is the case with my Writerly Wisdom post.  Dunno.  I thought visitors would be wooed by my own words.  Ehh (shrug of shoulders) “if the people like it, serve it up”–C. Muse  So, here is Writerly Wisdom part II:

I try to leave out the parts that people skip.  ~Elmore Leonard

The act of putting pen to paper encourages pause for thought, this in turn makes us think more deeply about life, which helps us regain our equilibrium.  ~Norbet Platt

I’m not a very good writer, but I’m an excellent rewriter.~James Michener

The time to begin writing an article is when you have finished it to your satisfaction.  By that time you begin to clearly and logically perceive what it is you really want to say.  ~Mark Twain

The wastebasket is a writer’s best friend.  ~Isaac Bashevis Singer

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.  ~Vladimir Nabakov

Easy reading is d*mn hard writing.  ~Nathaniel Hawthorne [*mine–liberties, I know]

And the best for last

Proofread carefully to see if you any words out.  ~Author Unknown

Happy Pages,

CricketMuse

Sources: http://www.quotegarden.com and googleimages galore

Show + Tell = Sell (your writing)


As an English teacher (freshmen, sophomores, seniors, with a side of creative writing) I tend to pencil-mark on my student papers: “show, don’t tell.”  And as a writer I strive to do the same when packaging my own words for my readers.  Yet, showing versus telling wasn’t always so when it comes to popular reads of former times.  For instance, take Dickens.  Please.  Okay, that’s mean.  I would rather watch Dickens than read him.  Why?  My goodness, the man could go on (and on and on). From Bleak House (www.powells.com):

Excerpt
Chapter One Image
In Chancery

London. Michaelmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln’s Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus,forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn-hill. Smoke lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle, with flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snow-flakes-gone into mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun. Dogs, undistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another’s umbrellas, in a general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at street corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers have been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if the day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound interest.


Well, to be fair, Dickens probably padded due to being paid for serializing his writing in magazines.  However, it still is a ponderous bit of word slogging to get to the point. A modern-day rewrite would involve some snappy dialogue woven into an imagery-laden snapshot of a bigger picture.

I must confess although I dislike slogging I do sometimes get caught up in the books of writers of old who did more telling than showing.  One writer I’ve taken up with is Bess Streeter Aldrich (see posting for Oh Pioneers).

Bess Streeter Aldrich (1881-1954) Elmwood (www.bessstreeteraldrich.org)

Bess Streeter Aldrich was one of Nebraska’s most widely read and enjoyed authors. Her writing career spanned forty-some years, during which she published over 160 short stories and articles, nine novels, one novella, two books of short stories, and one omnibus. In her work, she emphasized family values and recorded accurately Midwest pioneering history. One of her books, Miss Bishop, was made into the movie, Cheers for Miss Bishop; and her short story, “The Silent Stars Go By,” became the television show, The Gift of Love, starring Lee Remick and Angela Lansbury. Aldrich also served as a writer and consultant in Hollywood for Paramount Pictures.

If following my posts, you know I do enjoy a good pioneer story now and then.  Having finished Spring Came On Forever  I looked for more of her books.  I found two of note: A Lantern in Her Hand and A White Bird Flying.  Both center on Abbie Deal and her family who were Nebraska pioneers.  These books took me a couple of weeks to read, not because they were fat tomes–no, they weighed in as doable under 250 pages.  Whereas, I can whip through a contemporary read of 500 pages (Divergent by Veronica Roth) over the weekend. Why is that?  I refer to a food analogy.

A bowl of blue corn chips is a tasty snack I munch through in a matter of minutes, while a bowl of vanilla frozen yogurt with a dash of boysenberry syrup and coconut flakes is a concoction I nibble and savor over a course of prolonged time.  So it is with reading.  Some books are munchers, tasty munchers, mind you, while others are meant to be savored a page at a time.  It all depends on the mood I am in.

An excerpt from A White Bird Flying: page 70 (concerning Rush Week at College circa 1900s)

But some of the girls had other qualities,–graciousness, that seemed a part of them and not assumed, sincerity that showed in their conversation.  Some were jolly with infectious laughter.  At first, Laura met them curiously with some attention to their various characteristics; but after a time she grew tired, confused, unable to tell the ones she fancied from those she did not.  And once in the mad rush, her mother happened to remember that Laura must go to the huge Coliseum to register for classes.  It seemed a waste of time to Eloise, but after all, it was quite true that the studies must be given some thought also.

I certainly could not munch and crunch through a book with those types of passages, nor did I care to.

Journeying back to my title, I want to simply comment that whether or not you are showing your writing or choose the telling of your story, you will still sell what you are offering.  It all depends on the audience.  Munch, crunch, or savor, there is a book waiting on the shelf for the ready reader.

I Know I Should Be Writing–But


I get distracted by Internet rabbit trails.  I sit down at my laptop with great intentions.  Such as putting that final edit on my manuscript and getting into the mail.  Or organizing my works-in-progress folder.  And I really should be finding all my receipts and getting my taxes ready. But I check my blog mail and respond, comment, and visit other blogs and get to rabbit trailing.  For instance I found these amusements today after I visited Scriptor Obsura’s site):

Oh my, I had too much fun with all these widgets

I selected the adorable hamster

And then I spent too much time messing playing with the other widgets like the typing game

Ha: made #2

Okay, okay, back to work.

 High Scores for Type-it

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Score

Level

Difficulty

Date

1. bel 1705 6 Intermediate 2012-03-03 03:28:23
2. CricketMuse 4240 11 Beginner 2012-03-03 15:10:46
3. lily 4000 11 Beginner 2012-03-02 15:28:16
4. lily 2980 11 Beginner 2012-03-02 15:22:10
5. ines 2895 9 Beginner 2012-03-02 00:06:22

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