I.    I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk; I fall in. I am lost…. I am

helpless.It  isn’t my fault.  It takes me forever to find a way out.

 

II. I  walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it.

I fall  in again. I can’t believe I  am in the same place, but it isn’t my fault. It still takes a

long  time to  get out.

 

III.  I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk, I see it is there.

I still fall in …. It’s a habit.  My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault.

I get out immediately.

 

IV.   I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.

 

V.   I walk down another street.

 

 

~ Portia Nelson