|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tarzan the Untamed by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
"I don't feel so." He drew his pistol.
"For heaven's sake," she cried, "don't shoot at him with that
thing. You might hit him."
"I don't intend to shoot at him but I might succeed in fright-
ening him away if he attempts to reach us here. Haven't you
ever seen a trainer work with lions? He carries a silly little
pop-gun loaded with blank cartridges. With that and a kitchen
chair he subdues the most ferocious of beasts."
"But you haven't a kitchen chair," she reminded him.
"No," he said, "Government is always muddling things. I
have always maintained that airplanes should be equipped
Tarzan the Untamed
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard:
since, unfortunately, my cousin and some of the other Boers tried to
take certain beasts of theirs without payment. So we are quite
helpless, and can only wait for death.
"Allan, my father says that he asked your father to collect some monies
that were owing to him. If it were possible for you or other friends to
come to Delagoa in a ship with that money, I think that it might serve
to buy some oxen, enough for a few wagons. Then perhaps we might trek
back and fall in with a party of Boers who, we believe, have crossed the
Quathlamba Mountains into Natal. Or perhaps we might get to the Bay and
find a ship to take us anywhere from this horrible place. If you could
come, the natives would guide you to where we are.
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Animal Farm by George Orwell:
of anything to say. Some of the pigs themselves, however, were more
articulate. Four young porkers in the front row uttered shrill squeals of
disapproval, and all four of them sprang to their feet and began speaking
at once. But suddenly the dogs sitting round Napoleon let out deep,
menacing growls, and the pigs fell silent and sat down again. Then the
sheep broke out into a tremendous bleating of "Four legs good, two legs
bad!" which went on for nearly a quarter of an hour and put an end to any
chance of discussion.
Afterwards Squealer was sent round the farm to explain the new arrangement
to the others.
"Comrades," he said, "I trust that every animal here appreciates the