| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: should be cut off, and the Knights of the Rose not daring to quit
the shelter of the buttresses and angles of the wall lest they
should be knocked down by the stones.
The bachelor whom Myles had struck down with his cudgel was
sitting up rubbing the back of his head, and Wilkes had gathered
his wits enough to crawl to the shelter of the nearest buttress.
Myles, peeping around the corner behind which he stood, could see
that the bachelors were gathered into a little group consulting
together. Suddenly it broke asunder, and Blunt turned around.
"Ho, Falworth!" he cried. "Wilt thou hold truce whiles we parley
with ye?"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pivot of Civilization by Margaret Sanger: from above, superimposed upon the intelligence of the person taught.
It must find a response within him, give him the power and the
instrument wherewith he may exercise his own growing intelligence,
bring into action his own judgment and discrimination and thus
contribute to the growth of his intelligence. The civilized world is
coming to see that education cannot consist merely in the assimilation
of external information and knowledge, but rather in the awakening and
development of innate powers of discrimination and judgment. The
great disaster of ``sex education'' lies in the fact that it fails to
direct the awakened interests of the pupils into the proper channels
of exercise and development. Instead, it blunts them, restricts them,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Cromwell by William Shakespeare: He calls his servants to him round about,
Tells them of Wolsey's life, and of his fall,
Says that himself hath many enemies,
And gives to some of them a Park or Manor,
To others Leases, Lands to other some:
What need he do thus in his prime of life,
And if he were not fearful of his death?
SUFFOLK.
My Lord, these likelihoods are very great.
BEDFORD.
Pardon me, Lords, for I must needs depart;
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