| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: But since this was to be their camp during several days, he made
it more complete. He fashioned a rough bench and a table; around
their tent he built a tall wind-break for better shelter in case
of storm; and for the fire he gathered and cut much wood, and
piled it up. So they were provided for, and so for six days and
nights they stayed, finding no day or night long enough.
Once his hedge of boughs did them good service, for they had an
afternoon of furious storm. The wind rocked the pines and
ransacked the island, the sun went out, the black clouds rattled,
and white bolts of lightning fell close by. The shower broke
through the pine branches and poured upon the tent. But he had
The Virginian |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Kidnapped Santa Claus by L. Frank Baum: Well, these Daemons of the Caves, thinking they had great cause to
dislike old Santa Claus, held a meeting one day to discuss the matter.
"I'm really getting lonesome," said the Daemon of Selfishness. "For
Santa Claus distributes so many pretty Christmas gifts to all the
children that they become happy and generous, through his example, and
keep away from my cave."
"I'm having the same trouble," rejoined the Daemon of Envy. "The
little ones seem quite content with Santa Claus, and there are few,
indeed, that I can coax to become envious."
"And that makes it bad for me!" declared the Daemon of Hatred. "For
if no children pass through the Caves of Selfishness and Envy, none
A Kidnapped Santa Claus |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie: garage, madame!' And, before I could answer, he had dashed out
into the street."
I hurried to the window. True enough, there he was, tearing down
the street, hatless, and gesticulating as he went. I turned to
Mary with a gesture of despair.
"He'll be stopped by a policeman in another minute. There he
goes, round the corner!"
Our eyes met, and we stared helplessly at one another.
"What can be the matter?"
I shook my head.
"I don't know. He was building card houses, when suddenly he
The Mysterious Affair at Styles |
