Comments on: The Red, the White, and the Blues http://tannish.net/2006/07/04/the-red-the-white-and-the-blues/ Nobody Told Me There'd Be Days Like These Tue, 22 May 2012 12:29:27 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2 By: Tannish http://tannish.net/2006/07/04/the-red-the-white-and-the-blues/#comment-140 Tannish Wed, 05 Jul 2006 15:09:21 +0000 http://tannish.net/2006/07/04/the-red-the-white-and-the-blues/#comment-140 Thank you, K! Apparently whatever source I gleaned this from had it wrong... I appreciate the correction... Tannish Thank you, K! Apparently whatever source I gleaned this from had it wrong…
I appreciate the correction…

Tannish

]]> By: K http://tannish.net/2006/07/04/the-red-the-white-and-the-blues/#comment-139 K Wed, 05 Jul 2006 02:34:46 +0000 http://tannish.net/2006/07/04/the-red-the-white-and-the-blues/#comment-139 hi, sorry to leave a comment here, coz its not relevant to this essay, however, i just wanted to correct the poem in your essay on Rudeness as it should read as follows Autobiography in Five Verses by Portia Nelson. I I walk down the street. There is deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in I am lost ... I am helpless It isn't my fault. It takes 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. hi, sorry to leave a comment here, coz its not relevant to this essay, however, i just wanted to correct the poem in your essay on Rudeness as it should read as follows

Autobiography in Five Verses by Portia Nelson.

I
I walk down the street.
There is deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in
I am lost … I am helpless
It isn’t my fault.
It takes 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.

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