| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Second Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling: a turn of the wrist, thus freeing one dog at a time. This is
very necessary, because young dogs often get the trace between
their hind legs, where it cuts to the bone. And they one and all
WILL go visiting their friends as they run, jumping in and out
among the traces. Then they fight, and the result is more mixed
than a wet fishing-line next morning. A great deal of trouble
can be avoided by scientific use of the whip. Every Inuit boy
prides himself as being a master of the long lash; but it is
easy to flick at a mark on the ground, and difficult to lean
forward and catch a shirking dog just behind the shoulders when
the sleigh is going at full speed. If you call one dog's name
The Second Jungle Book |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herland by Charlotte Gilman: well forested about the edges, but in the interior there were wide
plains, and everywhere parklike meadows and open places.
There were cities, too; that I insisted. It looked--well, it
looked like any other country--a civilized one, I mean.
We had to sleep after that long sweep through the air, but we
turned out early enough next day, and again we rose softly up
the height till we could top the crowning trees and see the broad
fair land at our pleasure.
"Semitropical. Looks like a first-rate climate. It's wonderful
what a little height will do for temperature." Terry was studying
the forest growth.
Herland |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Herland by Charlotte Gilman: of "duck-on-a-rock" arrangement, a big yellow nut on top of
three balanced sticks; Alima, meanwhile, gathering stones.
They urged us to throw at it, and we did, but the thing was
a long way off, and it was only after a number of failures, at
which those elvish damsels laughed delightedly, that Jeff succeeded
in bringing the whole structure to the ground. It took me still
longer, and Terry, to his intense annoyance, came third.
Then Celis set up the little tripod again, and looked back at
us, knocking it down, pointing at it, and shaking her short curls
severely. "No," she said. "Bad--wrong!" We were quite able to
follow her.
Herland |
