Remember the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from
Venus"?
Well, here's a prime example offered by an English professor at an
American University: "Today we will experiment with a new form
called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will
pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. One
of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The
partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph
to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and
so on back and forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each
time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely
NO talking and anything you wish to say must be written on the
paper. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been
reached."
The following was actually turned in by two of my English students:
Rebecca -(last name deleted), and Gary - (last name deleted).
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STORY:
(first paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The
chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home,
now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times,
that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs,
keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she
thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So
chamomile was out of the question.
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(second paragraph by Gary)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron
now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about
than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with
whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to
Geostation 17, he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar
orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he
could sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and
blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct
hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
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(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he felt
one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who
had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its
pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon.
"Congress Passes Law! Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel,"
Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously
excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her
youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no
newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of
innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one
lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
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(Gary)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to
live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership
launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy
peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty
through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the
hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human
race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian
ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize
the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated
their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the
atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret Mobile
submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt
the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid,
Laurie and 85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist
on the conference table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that
treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"
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(rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My
writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semiliterate adolescent.
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(gary)
Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose
attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh
shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of
FUCKING TEA??? Oh no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads
too many Danielle Steele novels."
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(rebecca) Asshole.
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(gary) Bitch.
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(rebecca) Wanker.
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(gary) Eat shit.
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(rebecca) Get fucked.
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(gary) Go drink tea - slut.
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(rebecca) FUCK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!
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(teacher) A+ --- I really liked this one.
WORTH IT!
lmao π
Life isn't about Finding Yourself.
Life is about Creating Yourself.
Never Look Down on Someone
Unless You are Helping Them Up.
Oh my!!! That is one of the funniest things I have ever read! :rofl: :rofl: