| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tanglewood Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne: instead of cheating his heart any longer with this tiresome
magnificence. And, though he pretended to dislike the sunshine
of the upper world, yet the effect of the child's presence,
bedimmed as she was by her tears, was as if a faint and watery
sunbeam had somehow or other found its way into the enchanted
hall.
Pluto now summoned his domestics, and bade them lose no time in
preparing a most sumptuous banquet, and above all things, not
to fail of setting a golden beaker of the water of Lethe by
Proserpina's plate.
"I will neither drink that nor anything else," said Proserpina.
Tanglewood Tales |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Road to Oz by L. Frank Baum: if you can prove you're as clever as Button-Bright."
"I don't want it; it's dreadful!" she exclaimed; and, hearing this
verdict, Button-Bright began to boo-hoo just as if he were still a
little boy.
"How can you call that lovely head dreadful?" asked the King. "It's
a much prettier face than he had before, to my notion, and my wife
says I'm a good judge of beauty. Don't cry, little fox-boy. Laugh
and be proud, because you are so highly favored. How do you like the
new head, Button-Bright?"
"D-d-don't n-n-n-know!" sobbed the child.
"Please, PLEASE change him back again, your Majesty!" begged Dorothy.
The Road to Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: missionaries, wrapped up in saving the souls of these children of the forest
so full of God's teachings as to have little mind for aught else, had no
knowledge of the Indian nature beyond what the narrow scope of their work
invited. If what these frontiersmen asserted was true, then the ministers'
zeal had struck them blind.
Jim had a growing idea of the way in which the savages could be best taught.
He resolved to go slowly; to study the redmen's natures; not to preach one
word of the gospel to them until he had mastered their language and could
convey to their simple minds the real truth. He would make Christianity as
clear to them as were the deer-trails on the moss and leaves of the forest.
"Ah, here you are. I hope you have rested well," said Mr. Zeisberger, when at
The Spirit of the Border |
