| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: never-ending Kansas corn-fields. I do not know whether it was their length
or their treeless monotony, but I grew tired looking at them.
From then on I began to take some notice of my fellow-travelers. The
conductor proved to be an agreeable old fellow; and the train-boy, though I
mistrusted his advances because he tried to sell me everything from
chewing-gum to mining stock, turned out to be pretty good company. The
Negro porter had such a jolly voice and laugh that I talked to him whenever
I got the chance. Then occasional passengers occupied the seat opposite me
from town to town. They were much alike, all sunburned and loud-voiced, and
it looked as though they had all bought their high boots and wide hats at
the same shop.
The Young Forester |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Oedipus Trilogy by Sophocles: MESSENGER
My masters, tell me where the palace is
Of Oedipus; or better, where's the king.
CHORUS
Here is the palace and he bides within;
This is his queen the mother of his children.
MESSENGER
All happiness attend her and the house,
Blessed is her husband and her marriage-bed.
JOCASTA
My greetings to thee, stranger; thy fair words
Oedipus Trilogy |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: on the first floor all belong to the master and mistress. This
morning we found out that Mrs. Bernauer's cleaning up of the evening
before had been done because she remembered that the master wanted
to take some papers with him but couldn't find them and had asked
her to look for them and send them right on."
"Well, I shouldn't call that a sign of any particular nervousness,
but rather an evidence of Mrs. Bernaner's devotion to her duty."
"Oh, yes, sir - but it certainly is queer that she should go into
the garden at four o'clock this morning and appear to be looking
for something along the paths and under the bushes. Even if a few
of the papers blew out of the window, or blew away from the summer
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