| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from O Pioneers! by Willa Cather: brother, here, wants to see your big pond, where
so many birds come."
Ivar smiled foolishly, and began rubbing the
horses' noses and feeling about their mouths
behind the bits. "Not many birds just now.
A few ducks this morning; and some snipe
come to drink. But there was a crane last week.
She spent one night and came back the next
evening. I don't know why. It is not her sea-
son, of course. Many of them go over in the
O Pioneers! |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Buttered Side Down by Edna Ferber: objectionable feature was at the throat. Collarless gowns were in
vogue. Sophy's daring shears had gone a snip or two farther. They
had cut a startlingly generous V. To say that the dress was
elbow-sleeved is superfluous. I have said that Sophy clerked in a
downtown loft.
Sophy sold "sample" shoes at two-fifty a pair, and from where
you were standing you thought they looked just like the shoes that
were sold in the regular shops for six. When Sophy sat on one of
the low benches at the feet of some customer, tugging away at a
refractory shoe for a would-be small foot, her shameless little
gown exposed more than it should have. But few of Sophy's
Buttered Side Down |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne: My grandfather completely lost his senses. He proclaimed
himself King of Darkness and Flame; and when he heard your tools
at work on coal-beds which he considered entirely his own,
he became furious and beat me cruelly. I would have fled
from him, but it was impossible, so narrowly did he watch me.
At last, in a fit of ungovernable fury, he threw me down into
the abyss where you found me, and disappeared, vainly calling
on Harfang, which faithfully stayed by me, to follow him.
I know not how long I remained there, but I felt I was at
the point of death when you, my Harry, came and saved me.
But now you all see that the grandchild of old Silfax can
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