"Why won't you answer my question? I know you can understand me I know you can hear me!"
Silence he wouldn't say anything. He was like the Chesire Cat or the White Rabbit, only asking never answering.
"I only answer when a question is asked" He replied slowly.
"I asked you a question, I asked you what you wanted from me? What you needed me to do, why you so desperately tore me away from my home? I asked you plenty" I heaved from loss of breath in my angered state.
He smiled and his teeth shone, his eyes danced and laughed at me. “You are only asking me things you already know. A question is something you have no idea what the answer is. Those weren’t questions.”
He slowly walked away leaving me to ponder. I’m not at home and he has brought me to this place this other world.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
A new friend.
"Why won't you answer my question? I know you can understand me I know you can hear me!"
Silence he wouldn't say anything. He was like the Chesire Cat or the White Rabbit, only asking never answering.
"I only answer when a question is asked" He replied slowly.
"I asked you a question, I asked you what you wanted from me? What you needed me to do, why you so desperately tore me away from my home? I asked you plenty" I heaved from loss of breath in my angered state.
He smiled and his teeth shone, his eyes danced and laughed at me. “You are only asking me things you already know. A question is something you have no idea what the answer is. Those weren’t questions.”
He slowly walked away leaving me to ponder. I’m not at home and he has brought me to this place this other world.
Silence he wouldn't say anything. He was like the Chesire Cat or the White Rabbit, only asking never answering.
"I only answer when a question is asked" He replied slowly.
"I asked you a question, I asked you what you wanted from me? What you needed me to do, why you so desperately tore me away from my home? I asked you plenty" I heaved from loss of breath in my angered state.
He smiled and his teeth shone, his eyes danced and laughed at me. “You are only asking me things you already know. A question is something you have no idea what the answer is. Those weren’t questions.”
He slowly walked away leaving me to ponder. I’m not at home and he has brought me to this place this other world.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Points of View
A. A slow moving line at the grocery checkout
.I can't believe this. I have the worst of luck, every line I choose must be the slowest line. I would have been out of here if I had just chosen a different line. I can't move lines now though or else I'll have wasted all this time and if I do I know that line won't go anywhere either.
.She stood there looking distraught. As if she knew this would happen to her. She just tapped her foot and looked around. Waiting and contemplating moving lines. She just stood there though staring and waiting not knowing what to do it seemed.
.She stood there with eyes cast down. Everyone around her seemed to be annoyed as if it was her fault. No one understood that this always happened to her that this wasn't her fault it was her luck. Everyone's eyes were bearing into the back of her head as if their anger would make the line move faster.
B. A traffic jam on an area road
.I hope no one is hurt. It wouldn't take this long if everything was okay. Gosh I hate traffic jams. I'm going to be late again but I just hope no one is hurt.
.She sat in her car gripping the steering wheel. Straining her neck to see around the cars to see if someone was hurt. Everyone was at a dead stop.
.She looked around with fear in her eyes. All the cars around her were honking their horns and seemed to be fuming. None of them cared what had happened ahead they just wanted to get to work, to get home, to get wherever they were going. She couldn't believe these people how they were so selfish.
C. A person at bat in a championship baseball game
.I can't mess this up for my team. They all think I'm going to miss. I have to prove them wrong. I have to just hit the ball just get wood to leather that is it!
.He was gripping the bat as if his life depended on it. All of his teammates were on the edge of the dugout hoping and praying he wouldn't fail them.
.Sweat dripped from his forehead. This sweaty palms gripped the bat and squeezed. He waited for the pitch to come for his fate to be decided. He felt the stares from his team on his back and he saw the smirk in the pitcher's eye. He swallowed back his fear and raised his elbows to wait.
D. Someone who is giving his or her first ublic speaking assignment.
.I can do this. I am powerful, athoritative, and a good speaker. This is my time and I can do this. I'll just go out there speak clearly and slowly, get my point across. I can do this!
.She shook her head and looked up. Her eyes were filled with power and courage. She was ready to go out and prove to all these people why she should pick her. She stood up straight and raised her chin and took her first step towards the podium.
.With papers in her hand she stood up straight. Her heart beat quickly but she was ready to to do this. She was ready to show this crowd what the issues were. The crowd sat there waiting for her to come out. As she stepped to the podium their attention was drawn. The power in her steps, in her posture and finally in her voice brought them to their feet.
.I can't believe this. I have the worst of luck, every line I choose must be the slowest line. I would have been out of here if I had just chosen a different line. I can't move lines now though or else I'll have wasted all this time and if I do I know that line won't go anywhere either.
.She stood there looking distraught. As if she knew this would happen to her. She just tapped her foot and looked around. Waiting and contemplating moving lines. She just stood there though staring and waiting not knowing what to do it seemed.
.She stood there with eyes cast down. Everyone around her seemed to be annoyed as if it was her fault. No one understood that this always happened to her that this wasn't her fault it was her luck. Everyone's eyes were bearing into the back of her head as if their anger would make the line move faster.
B. A traffic jam on an area road
.I hope no one is hurt. It wouldn't take this long if everything was okay. Gosh I hate traffic jams. I'm going to be late again but I just hope no one is hurt.
.She sat in her car gripping the steering wheel. Straining her neck to see around the cars to see if someone was hurt. Everyone was at a dead stop.
.She looked around with fear in her eyes. All the cars around her were honking their horns and seemed to be fuming. None of them cared what had happened ahead they just wanted to get to work, to get home, to get wherever they were going. She couldn't believe these people how they were so selfish.
C. A person at bat in a championship baseball game
.I can't mess this up for my team. They all think I'm going to miss. I have to prove them wrong. I have to just hit the ball just get wood to leather that is it!
.He was gripping the bat as if his life depended on it. All of his teammates were on the edge of the dugout hoping and praying he wouldn't fail them.
.Sweat dripped from his forehead. This sweaty palms gripped the bat and squeezed. He waited for the pitch to come for his fate to be decided. He felt the stares from his team on his back and he saw the smirk in the pitcher's eye. He swallowed back his fear and raised his elbows to wait.
D. Someone who is giving his or her first ublic speaking assignment.
.I can do this. I am powerful, athoritative, and a good speaker. This is my time and I can do this. I'll just go out there speak clearly and slowly, get my point across. I can do this!
.She shook her head and looked up. Her eyes were filled with power and courage. She was ready to go out and prove to all these people why she should pick her. She stood up straight and raised her chin and took her first step towards the podium.
.With papers in her hand she stood up straight. Her heart beat quickly but she was ready to to do this. She was ready to show this crowd what the issues were. The crowd sat there waiting for her to come out. As she stepped to the podium their attention was drawn. The power in her steps, in her posture and finally in her voice brought them to their feet.
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