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1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next seven sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
Hours and hours she had spent on it and it was nearly finished. Would I be lonely? she asked and I said 'No,' looking at the colours. Hours and hours and hours I thought.
This convent was my refuge, a place of sunshine and of death where very early in the morning the clap of a wooden signal woke the nine of us who slept in the long dormitory. We woke to see Sister Marie Augustine sitting, serene and neat, bolt upright in a wooden chair. The long brown room was full of gold sunlight and shadows of trees moving quietly. I learnt to say very quickly as the others did, 'offer up all the prayers, works and sufferings of this day.'
--The Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys (reading for contemporary lit class)
Last night when I set my alarm, I set it for Monday instead of Tuesday. On Tuesday I am supposed to get up at 10.00am. I woke up at a quarter to twelve. I missed my morning class and spent the rest of the day in the state of confused bafflement that tends to come from completely screwing up my schedule.
I'll try again tomorrow, I suppose.
2. Open the book to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next seven sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
Hours and hours she had spent on it and it was nearly finished. Would I be lonely? she asked and I said 'No,' looking at the colours. Hours and hours and hours I thought.
This convent was my refuge, a place of sunshine and of death where very early in the morning the clap of a wooden signal woke the nine of us who slept in the long dormitory. We woke to see Sister Marie Augustine sitting, serene and neat, bolt upright in a wooden chair. The long brown room was full of gold sunlight and shadows of trees moving quietly. I learnt to say very quickly as the others did, 'offer up all the prayers, works and sufferings of this day.'
--The Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys (reading for contemporary lit class)
Last night when I set my alarm, I set it for Monday instead of Tuesday. On Tuesday I am supposed to get up at 10.00am. I woke up at a quarter to twelve. I missed my morning class and spent the rest of the day in the state of confused bafflement that tends to come from completely screwing up my schedule.
I'll try again tomorrow, I suppose.