| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Door in the Wall, et. al. by H. G. Wells: reared itself against the sky. The gorge between these precipices
ran east and west and was full of the morning sunlight, which lit
to the westward the mass of fallen mountain that closed the
descending gorge. Below him it seemed there was a precipice
equally steep, but behind the snow in the gully he found a sort of
chimney-cleft dripping with snow-water, down which a desperate man
might venture. He found it easier than it seemed, and came at last
to another desolate alp, and then after a rock climb of no
particular difficulty, to a steep slope of trees. He took his
bearings and turned his face up the gorge, for he saw it opened out
above upon green meadows, among which he now glimpsed quite
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ozma of Oz by L. Frank Baum: The Scarecrow had fairly thrown himself upon the bosom of his old
comrade, so surprised and delighted was he to see him again, and
Tiktok squeezed the Tin Woodman's hand so earnestly that he dented
some of his fingers. Then they had to make way for Ozma to welcome
the tin man, and the army caught sight of him and set up a cheer, and
everybody was delighted and happy.
For the Tin Woodman was a great favorite with all who knew him, and
his sudden recovery after they had thought he was lost to them forever
was indeed a pleasant surprise.
Before long the cavalcade arrived at the royal palace, where a great
crowd of people had gathered to welcome their Queen and her ten
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: The basement kitchen seemed heavenly safe and warm in those days--
like a tight little boat in a winter sea. The men were out in
the fields all day, husking corn, and when they came in at noon,
with long caps pulled down over their ears and their feet in
red-lined overshoes, I used to think they were like Arctic explorers.
In the afternoons, when grandmother sat upstairs darning,
or making husking-gloves, I read `The Swiss Family Robinson'
aloud to her, and I felt that the Swiss family had no
advantages over us in the way of an adventurous life.
I was convinced that man's strongest antagonist is the cold.
I admired the cheerful zest with which grandmother went
My Antonia |
