| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: life round that one tree than in a whole square mile of English
soil.
And Amyas, as he lounged among the branches, felt at moments as if
he would be content to stay there forever, and feed his eyes and
ears with all its wonders--and then started sighing from his dream,
as he recollected that a few days must bring the foe upon them, and
force him to decide upon some scheme at which the bravest heart
might falter without shame. So there he sat (for he often took the
scout's place himself), looking out over the fantastic tropic
forest at his feet, and the flat mangrove-swamps below, and the
white sheet of foam-flecked blue; and yet no sail appeared; and the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Rescue by Joseph Conrad: Wasub! Daman, the son of a dog, has suddenly made prisoners two
of my own people. My face is made black."
"Tse! Tse! What ferocity is that! One should not offer shame to a
friend or to a friend's brother lest revenge come sweeping like a
flood. Yet can an Illanun chief be other than tyrannical? My old
eyes have seen much but they never saw a tiger change its
stripes. Ya-wa! The tiger can not. This is the wisdom of us
ignorant Malay men. The wisdom of white Tuans is great. They
think that by the power of many speeches the tiger may--" He
broke off and in a crisp, busy tone said: "The rudder dwells
safely under the aftermost seat should Tuan be pleased to sail
The Rescue |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells: felt my arm about painfully, and led me inside. "Your arm
is broken," he said, and then, "Tell me exactly how it happened--
what happened?"
I told him what I had seen; told him in broken sentences,
with gasps of pain between them, and very dexterously and swiftly
he bound my arm meanwhile. He slung it from my shoulder,
stood back and looked at me.
"You'll do," he said. "And now?"
He thought. Then he went out and locked the gates of the enclosure.
He was absent some time.
I was chiefly concerned about my arm. The incident seemed merely
The Island of Doctor Moreau |
