| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Polly of the Circus by Margaret Mayo: pursued by the laughing, screaming youngsters. Mandy followed
the children to the porch and stood looking after them, as the
mad, little band scurried about the back yard, darted in and out
amongst the trees, then up the side of the wooded hill, just
beyond the church.
The leaves once more were red and yellow on the trees, but to-day
the air was warm, and the children were wearing their summer
dresses. Polly's lithe, girlish figure looked almost tall by
comparison with the children about her. She wore a plain, simple
gown of white, which Mandy had helped her to make. It had been
cut ankle- length, for Polly was now seventeen. Her quaint,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: were sick, and healed them.
MAR 6:14 And king Herod heard of him; (for his name was spread abroad:)
and he said, That John the Baptist was risen from the dead, and
therefore mighty works do shew forth themselves in him.
MAR 6:15 Others said, That it is Elias. And others said, That it is a
prophet, or as one of the prophets.
MAR 6:16 But when Herod heard thereof, he said, It is John, whom I
beheaded: he is risen from the dead.
MAR 6:17 For Herod himself had sent forth and laid hold upon John, and
bound him in prison for Herodias' sake, his brother Philip's wife: for
he had married her.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson by Mark Twain: "Who gave you permission to come and disturb me with the social
attentions of niggers?"
Tom had risen. The other young man was trembling now, visibly.
He saw what was coming, and bent his head sideways, and put up his
left arm to shield it. Tom rained cuffs upon the head and its shield,
saying no word: the victim received each blow with a beseeching,
"Please, Marse Tom!--oh, please, Marse Tom!" Seven blows--then Tom said,
"Face the door--march!" He followed behind with one, two,
three solid kicks. The last one helped the pure-white slave over
the door-sill, and he limped away mopping his eyes with his old,
ragged sleeve. Tom shouted after him, "Send her in!"
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