Are You Afraid To Take Necessary Risks?George Hutton
http://mindpersuasion.com/
All success in live is proportional to your ability to handle small risks and all the feedback that comes after you've taken action. The more you can do, the more you'll get. Learn more: http://mindpersuasion.com/
Are You Afraid To Take Necessary Risks?George Hutton
http://mindpersuasion.com/
All success in live is proportional to your ability to handle small risks and all the feedback that comes after you've taken action. The more you can do, the more you'll get. Learn more: http://mindpersuasion.com/
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland - Version originale anglaise -Laurent DeKatware
CARROLL, LEWIS : Alice\’s Adventures in Wonderland - Version originale anglaise - Nouvelles - Contes
Édition entièrement illustrée groupe Ebooks libres et gratuits - Parution le 01/01/2004
A glimpse into the Collectory mind and stuff of Wilkins-O'Riley Zinn, proprietor of Dr. Z's House of Fun, The House of Stuff, and The Amuseum of Un-Natural History, all at Happy Rabbits Farm.
Alice In Wonderland (Lewis Carroll)
Plot
Alice in Wonderland is an 1865 novel written by English author Charles Lutwidge Dodgson under the pseudonym Lewis Carroll. It tells the story of a girl named Alice who falls down a rabbit hole into a fantasy world populated by peculiar and anthropomorphic creatures. The tale is filled with allusions to Dodgson's friends. The tale plays with logic in ways that have given the story lasting popularity with adults as well as children. It is considered to be one of the most characteristic examples of the "literary nonsense" genre and its narrative course and structure have been enormously influential especially in the fantasy genre.
ISHMAEL An Adventure of the Mind and Spirit Daniel Q.docxchristiandean12115
ISHMAEL
An Adventure of the Mind and Spirit
Daniel Quinn
VTN 2
ONE
1
The first time I read the ad, I choked and cursed and spat and threw the paper to the floor. Since
even this didn’t seem to be quite enough, I snatched it up, marched into the kitchen, and shoved it
into the trash. While I was there, I made myself a little breakfast and gave myself some time to cool
down. I ate and thought about something else entirely. That’s right.
Then I dug the paper out of the trash and turned back to the Personals section, just to see if the
damn thing was still there and just the way I remembered it. It was.
TEACHER seeks pupil. Must have an earnest desire
to save the world. Apply in person.
An earnest desire to save the world! Oh, I liked that. That was rich indeed. An earnest desire to save
the world—yes, that was splendid. By noon, two hundred mooncalfs, softheads, boobies,
ninnyhammers, noodleheads, gawkies, and assorted oafs and thickwits would doubtless be lined up
at the address given, ready to turn over all their worldlies for the rare privilege of sitting at the feet
of some guru pregnant with the news that all will be well if everyone will just turn around and give
his neighbor a big hug. You will wonder: Why is this man so indignant? So bitter? It’s a fair
question. In fact, it’s a question I was asking myself.
The answer goes back to a time, a couple decades ago, when I’d had the silly notion that the thing I
most wanted to do in the world was . . . to find a teacher. That’s right. I imagined I wanted a
teacher—needed a teacher. To show me how one goes about doing something that might be called .
. . saving the world.
Stupid, no? Childish. Naïve. Simple. Callow. Or just fundamentally dumb. In one so manifestly
normal in other respects, it needs explaining.
It came about in this way.
During the children’s revolt of the sixties and seventies, I was just old enough to understand what
these kids had in mind—they meant to turn the world upside down—and just young enough to
believe they might actually succeed. It’s true. Every morning when I opened my eyes, I expected to
see that the new era had begun, that the sky was a brighter blue and the grass a brighter green. I
expected to hear laughter in the air and to see people dancing in the streets, and not just kids—
everyone! I won’t apologize for my naïveté; you only have to listen to the songs to know that I
wasn’t alone.
Then one day when I was in my mid–teens I woke up and realized that the new era was never going
to begin. The revolt hadn’t been put down, it had just dwindled away into a fashion statement. Can I
have been the only person in the world who was disillusioned by this? Bewildered by this? It
seemed so. Everyone else seemed to be able to pass it off with a cynical grin that said, “Well, what
did you really expect? There’s never been any more than this and never will be any more than this.
Nobody’s out to save the world, b.
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland - Version originale anglaise -Laurent DeKatware
CARROLL, LEWIS : Alice\’s Adventures in Wonderland - Version originale anglaise - Nouvelles - Contes
Édition entièrement illustrée groupe Ebooks libres et gratuits - Parution le 01/01/2004
A glimpse into the Collectory mind and stuff of Wilkins-O'Riley Zinn, proprietor of Dr. Z's House of Fun, The House of Stuff, and The Amuseum of Un-Natural History, all at Happy Rabbits Farm.
Alice In Wonderland (Lewis Carroll)
Plot
Alice in Wonderland is an 1865 novel written by English author Charles Lutwidge Dodgson under the pseudonym Lewis Carroll. It tells the story of a girl named Alice who falls down a rabbit hole into a fantasy world populated by peculiar and anthropomorphic creatures. The tale is filled with allusions to Dodgson's friends. The tale plays with logic in ways that have given the story lasting popularity with adults as well as children. It is considered to be one of the most characteristic examples of the "literary nonsense" genre and its narrative course and structure have been enormously influential especially in the fantasy genre.
ISHMAEL An Adventure of the Mind and Spirit Daniel Q.docxchristiandean12115
ISHMAEL
An Adventure of the Mind and Spirit
Daniel Quinn
VTN 2
ONE
1
The first time I read the ad, I choked and cursed and spat and threw the paper to the floor. Since
even this didn’t seem to be quite enough, I snatched it up, marched into the kitchen, and shoved it
into the trash. While I was there, I made myself a little breakfast and gave myself some time to cool
down. I ate and thought about something else entirely. That’s right.
Then I dug the paper out of the trash and turned back to the Personals section, just to see if the
damn thing was still there and just the way I remembered it. It was.
TEACHER seeks pupil. Must have an earnest desire
to save the world. Apply in person.
An earnest desire to save the world! Oh, I liked that. That was rich indeed. An earnest desire to save
the world—yes, that was splendid. By noon, two hundred mooncalfs, softheads, boobies,
ninnyhammers, noodleheads, gawkies, and assorted oafs and thickwits would doubtless be lined up
at the address given, ready to turn over all their worldlies for the rare privilege of sitting at the feet
of some guru pregnant with the news that all will be well if everyone will just turn around and give
his neighbor a big hug. You will wonder: Why is this man so indignant? So bitter? It’s a fair
question. In fact, it’s a question I was asking myself.
The answer goes back to a time, a couple decades ago, when I’d had the silly notion that the thing I
most wanted to do in the world was . . . to find a teacher. That’s right. I imagined I wanted a
teacher—needed a teacher. To show me how one goes about doing something that might be called .
. . saving the world.
Stupid, no? Childish. Naïve. Simple. Callow. Or just fundamentally dumb. In one so manifestly
normal in other respects, it needs explaining.
It came about in this way.
During the children’s revolt of the sixties and seventies, I was just old enough to understand what
these kids had in mind—they meant to turn the world upside down—and just young enough to
believe they might actually succeed. It’s true. Every morning when I opened my eyes, I expected to
see that the new era had begun, that the sky was a brighter blue and the grass a brighter green. I
expected to hear laughter in the air and to see people dancing in the streets, and not just kids—
everyone! I won’t apologize for my naïveté; you only have to listen to the songs to know that I
wasn’t alone.
Then one day when I was in my mid–teens I woke up and realized that the new era was never going
to begin. The revolt hadn’t been put down, it had just dwindled away into a fashion statement. Can I
have been the only person in the world who was disillusioned by this? Bewildered by this? It
seemed so. Everyone else seemed to be able to pass it off with a cynical grin that said, “Well, what
did you really expect? There’s never been any more than this and never will be any more than this.
Nobody’s out to save the world, b.
1. Nearby on the wall is an old photograph taken before you were alive. Did
you discover the date, 1925? To the right is a door to take you outside. Put
one foot in front of the other and continue your stride.
15. One more adventure underway, you’re almost at the end of the Covered
Walkway. The Birch Lodge awaits you with a few more discoveries, so keep your
eyes peeled. As you enter, on your very first stare is something you need when
you take to the air.
Ride the elevator to level three. A quick search determines there’s nothing to
see.
The last Birch Lodge, moose to hunt, is being elusive. You must check level one
to be conclusive.
16. Just for fun, ride the World’s slowest elevator to level one. Count how long
it takes to get there and when the elevator door opens, look between the 2
chairs.
It’s time to return to where the moose hunt began. Follow the entire length of
the Covered Walkway back to the Church Landing Lobby and step inside. Are
you there? There’s only one thing left to do…Find your last moose with this final
clue!
17. A moose cannot, but I am a creature that can sing and fly, yet sometimes
I get tired after I take to the sky. When I return HERE to rest and be fed, what
do I find?…a MOOSE in my bed!
Congratulations! You found your last moose. Return your chips and claim
your reward at the Front Desk.
The Great
Mill Falls
Moose Hunt
Come Moose around with us!
2. Get back on your feet! Its time to move on with your task…but “In which direction,”
you ask? Travel past vending and around the canoe. When you spy the “Cathe-
dral” sign, follow the arrow. That’s what you should do.
8. Only a little further…if you take your first seat, you’re in for a treat.
9. Onward you go to the room with the loon where there’s more to uncover. Is a
moose hiding under or over? Keep looking, you’ll discover!
Now you must travel from here to level one. By elevator? That’s fun. But just to be
fair, you could travel the stair. If you see a piano, you’ll know you are there.
10. Look around by the wall and the floor for something kids adore. Hint – Too
bad it doesn’t snow in the Summer!
11. On the march once more…past the Ballroom and the washroom but as you
near the Splashroom, is there something hiding in a drawer?
Up the stairs you go but only one flight. As you enter the hall, make sure to turn right.
Quietly, you pass the Spa and travel down the hall from all the hoopla!
When you pass room 255 look for the exit sign to guide you outside. If you find
yourself looking at the beautiful lake, I’m sorry to say you’ve made a mistake.
You’re standing on the Covered Walkway but in which direction should you go…
to the left or the right? If you discover the Golden Pond Room Sign, it’s the correct
site.
12. & 13. As you enter, the shelves on the right are stacked with many a book.
If your eyes are keen, they will spot 2 very special ones…have an inside look. Hint
– Moose! Hint - Treasure!
14. There’s another moose hiding here to be sure, but not in the shelves and not
on the floor. Did you ever wonder how such a big moose could live in such a little
drawer?
To begin the Great Mill Falls Moose Hunt Adventure you must make your
way to Church Landing. Once there, seek out the Bellman or a Guest Services
Associate and let them know you are interested in the Moose Hunt Adventure.
They will provide you with a bag that contains a disk. On one side of the disk is a
multi-colored moose. During the Hunt, you will see many different colored moose
disks but you may only collect the disk that matches your own unique disk. Once
you have completed the Hunt, please return your bag of collected moose disks
to the Front Desk. If you have collected enough, you will receive a reward for your
keen sense of adventure. Happy Hunting!
1. The Hunt begins…….Enter the Oval Room with the beautiful picture painted
all around. The moose you’re searching for is close to the ground. Hint – you’re
getting hotter!
2. Step into the Library and have a keen look. Somewhere, a moose is hiding,
but not in a book.
3. To the right, and down the short hall, stop your march at the arch and look for
something tall. Hint – Who’s the fairest of them all?
4. Through the arch you go, searching to and fro. Is there a moose about? Keep
looking, you’ll find out!
Travel on a little further…do you see the “Treehouse” sign? Take a right and climb
up one flight.
5. To the left you go, looking high and low. The wall goes in. The wall goes out.
Where is the moose hiding out?
6. Continue ahead but don’t stop to search the web. Feeling tired? Take a rest
on something desired and you just might find what’s required.
7. Now that you’ve had a well deserved rest, it’s time again to continue your
quest. Search on your hands and knees if you are able and you may discover
what is hiding under the table.
Where does a 1,200 pound moose sit . . . Wherever he wants! What do you get when you cross a moose and a ghost . . . A Cariboo!