| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne: The terrified boatmen uttered exclamations of despair and
dropped their poles.
"Courage, my friends!" cried Michael; "courage!
Fifty roubles for you if we reach the right bank before the
boats overtake us."
Incited by these words, the boatmen again worked man-
fully but it soon become evident that they could not escape
the Tartars.
It was scarcely probable that they would pass without
attacking them. On the contrary, there was everything to
be feared from robbers such as these.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Treatise on Parents and Children by George Bernard Shaw: harder schoolmaster than experience; and yet experience fails to teach
where there is no desire to learn.
Still, one must not begin to apply this generalization too early. And
this brings me to an important factor in the case: the factor of
evolution.
Docility and Dependence
If anyone, impressed by my view that the rights of a child are
precisely those of an adult, proceeds to treat a child as if it were
an adult, he (or she) will find that though the plan will work much
better at some points than the usual plan, at others it will not work
at all; and this discovery may provoke him to turn back from the whole
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: without intermission.
Poor Cathy, frightened from her little romance, had been
considerably sadder and duller since its abandonment; and her
father insisted on her reading less, and taking more exercise. She
had his companionship no longer; I esteemed it a duty to supply its
lack, as much as possible, with mine: an inefficient substitute;
for I could only spare two or three hours, from my numerous diurnal
occupations, to follow her footsteps, and then my society was
obviously less desirable than his.
On an afternoon in October, or the beginning of November - a fresh
watery afternoon, when the turf and paths were rustling with moist,
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