| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Emma McChesney & Co. by Edna Ferber: ignorant of twentieth century child-raising methods. She learned
strange things about barley-water and formulae and units and
olive oil, and orange juice and ounces and farina, and
bath-thermometers and blue-and-white striped nurses who view
grandmothers with a coldly disapproving and pitying eye.
She watched the bathing-process for the first time with wonder as
frank as it was unfeigned.
"And I thought I was a modern woman!" she marveled. "When I
used to bathe Jock I tested the temperature of the water with my
elbow; and I know my mother used to test my bath-water when I was
a baby by putting me into it. She used to say that if I turned
Emma McChesney & Co. |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Garden Party by Katherine Mansfield: man wrote something, glanced at her again. "Do I remember this bright
little face?" he said softly. "Is it known to me of yore?" At that moment
the band began playing; the fat man disappeared. He was tossed away on a
great wave of music that came flying over the gleaming floor, breaking the
groups up into couples, scattering them, sending them spinning...
Leila had learned to dance at boarding school. Every Saturday afternoon
the boarders were hurried off to a little corrugated iron mission hall
where Miss Eccles (of London) held her "select" classes. But the
difference between that dusty-smelling hall--with calico texts on the
walls, the poor terrified little woman in a brown velvet toque with
rabbit's ears thumping the cold piano, Miss Eccles poking the girls' feet
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs: so that for all the world it looked as though the sea
lapped back to arch completely over us and disappear beyond
the distant mountains at our backs--the weird and uncanny
aspect of the seascapes of Pellucidar balk description.
At our right lay a dense forest, but to the left the country
was open and clear to the plateau's farther verge.
It was in this direction that our way led, and we had
turned to resume our journey when Dian touched my arm.
I turned to her, thinking that she was about to make
peace overtures; but I was mistaken.
"Jubal," she said, and nodded toward the forest.
At the Earth's Core |
