Tag(ged)! January 29, 2008
Posted by Anya in : spontaneous degeneration , trackbackMy dear mother tagged me with the book tag (quite short)…
Rules:
1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages.)
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people.
Well well, what do you know… I just happen to have a good book sitting here. (The advantages of when someone in your family tags you. They warn you. 
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Book: A String in the Harp by Nancy Bond.
“…You’ll have a grand morning for it. Wind’s up, but sun’ll be out in two shakes, look you. Down to Ynyslas is it, Gwilym?”
Now the tag-five-people part. *sigh* I think I’ll just say that if anyone wants to do this… you can… and if you want to just leave it in a comment, that’s good too.
So let’s see. Other than that, I’ve been up to schoolwork… talking on IM… reading a massive book about Sherlock Holmes… messing around with Hebrew, a bit. (Caleb B: “Oh, it’s easy!” A2, in response to my saying “It looks hard.”: “It is.”)
A1, is, of course, trying to keep me up on my tiny bit of German and tonight is also throwing in Old English. Huzzah.
Oh yeah, our Mexico team is… um… in Mexico for a week of various missions projects. Thus, we have one quiz team with only one person. Mhmm. I hope we get to quiz her.
Yesterday I was helping Miss Dance with her geometry. There was some concept that she was not getting, but it seemed clear as anything to me… so I said, “I shall explain this in words of one syllable. This… needs… to… be… put… into… the… –”
her: “Into is not one syllable.”
me: *sigh* “This… needs… to… be… put…into… ARG… in… a… form… like… this.”
both of us: *giggle*
Mom: “Are you working, or did you finish?”
us: “Um… we’re working!” 
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“So when the battle was over, Christian said, ‘I will here give thanks to Him that hath delivered me out of the mouth of the lion, to Him that did help me against Apollyon.’ And so he did, saying, ‘Great Beelzebub, the captain of this fiend, designed my ruin; therefore to this end he sent him harnessed out; and he, with rage that hellish was, did fiercely me engage: but blessed Michael helped me, and I, by dint of sword, sis quickly make him fly: therefore to Him let me give lasting praise, and thank and bless His holy name always.’ ”
I don’t think I even have to give you the name of the book. It’s pretty obvious, haha. Figures I’d have the book with the longest sentences.
Much funness! Hey, I can help you with that “little bit of German”.
Oh goodnesss….I’m having a moment.
I thought - I don’t have any books “NEAR” me (and I was going to get technical on the matter) and then I spied - first two, then two more. then I looked down…oh, there’s 3 on the floor - how’d they get there??
then I turned to my left.
Oh, yeah. Duh - genius.
BOOKSHELF!!
Proof that you get totally used to your surroundings and don’t think about them any more. I’m sure this could preach — or be a societal study….
so here’s my excerpt:
When they reached the shore, the young officer took her to a castle far from London. He walked her to the tower and led her to a small room with a heavy door that locked from the outside.
“I see I am a prisoner,” Milady said. “Is this to be my cell?”
from the way abridge “Three Musketeers” that I bought for G-man.
sherlock holmes. sweet!
i’ll do that book tag later…
“The floor was flagged, and strewn with fresh green rushes. There were four deep mattresses, each piled with white blankets, laid on the floor along one side. Against the opposite wall was a long bench laden with wide earthenware basins, and beside it stood brown ewers filled with water, some cold, some steaming hot. There were soft green slippers set ready beside each bed.”
~The Fellowship of the Ring~
mine was kinda boring…maybe i’ll do the other two books tomorrow…