| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Land of Footprints by Stewart Edward White: valueless labour with which he filled his days. Three times a
week such mail as Juja gets comes in via native runner. We saw
the latter, a splendid figure, almost naked, loping easily, his
little bundle held before him.
Down past the office and dispensary we strolled, by the
comfortable, airy, white man's clubhouse. The headman of the
native population passed us with a dignified salute; a fine
upstanding deep-chested man, with a lofty air of fierce pride. He
and his handful of soldiers alone of the natives, except the
Somalis and syces, dwelt within the compound in a group of huts
near the gate. There when off duty they might be seen polishing
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson: And in a corner find the toys
Of the old Egyptian boys.
XI
Singing
Of speckled eggs the birdie sings
And nests among the trees;
The sailor sings of ropes and things
In ships upon the seas.
The children sing in far Japan,
The children sing in Spain;
The organ with the organ man
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Journal of the Plague Year by Daniel Defoe: cared to employ them. They were called deserters, and frequently bills
were set up upon their doors and written, 'Here is a doctor to be let', so
that several of those physicians were fain for a while to sit still and
look about them, or at least remove their dwellings, and set up in new
places and among new acquaintance. The like was the case with the
clergy, whom the people were indeed very abusive to, writing verses
and scandalous reflections upon them, setting upon the church-door,
'Here is a pulpit to be let', or sometimes, 'to be sold', which was worse.
It was not the least of our misfortunes that with our infection, when
it ceased, there did not cease the spirit of strife and contention, slander
and reproach, which was really the great troubler of the nation's peace
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