Jokes and Giggles
Copyright© 2015 by Jack Spratt
Chapter 268
This is a little different, some may find it interesting; others a waste of space ... Jack
This one is compliments of John
Here's a prime example of "Men from Mars, Women are from Venus." It is offered by an English professor from the University of Colorado as an actual class assignment:
A creative writing professor told his class one day: "Today we will experiment with a new form called a tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting next to his or her desk.
As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will email your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me. 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 outside of the emails and anything you wish to say must be written in the email. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached.
The following was actually turned in by two of his English students:
The story:
(First paragraph by Rebecca)
At first Laurie couldn't decide what kind of tea she wanted. 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.
(Second paragraph by Bill)
Meanwhile, Advance Sargent Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neurosis of an air headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his trans galactic 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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