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General Forums => The O' Club => Topic started by: rogwar on September 20, 2002, 09:33:29 AM
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Sent to me by a coworker in the UK office.
Gender Studies
From 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
camomile, which used to be her favourite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked camomile. 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 camomile 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 psychologically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "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 dim-witted 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 semi-literate 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 camomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F*CKING TEA??? Oh no, I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels."
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(Rebecca)
Axxhole.
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(Gary)
squeak.
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(Rebecca)
banana.
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(Gary)
slut.
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(Rebecca)
Get f*cked.
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(Gary)
Eat chit.
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(Rebecca)
F*CK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!
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(Gary)
Go drink some tea - potato.
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(teacher)
A+ - I really liked this one.
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great story.
the funny part is that if that where to actually happen they would probably end up dating.
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One of the better examples of British literature. Its sensitivity is overshadowed by periodic bursts of violence and action and will therefore be a huge hit movie here in the States. Where can I get the action figures?
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Originally posted by capt. apathy
great story.
the funny part is that if that where to actually happen they would probably end up dating.
Hell they'd probably be married by the end of class! :D
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ROFL, and to think I almost passed over a thread titled "Gender Studies"
-Sikboy
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Oh gawd... this is funny. :D
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We used to do this in our "independent study" "math learning center" in high school. I had a whole notebook full of these stories. I think I lost it though.
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ROFL!!!!
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funked... if you were in touch with your feminine side you woulda saved em. Or bought a subaru.
lazs
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:)
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Originally posted by lazs2
funked... if you were in touch with your feminine side you woulda saved em. Or bought a subaru.
lazs
Funked's feminine side threw them out in a pique of anger and angst aginst his non feminine side.