CHAPTER ONE
I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost… I am helpless.
It isn’t my fault.
it take forever to find a way out.
CHAPTER TWO
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 me a long time to get out.
CHAPTER THREE
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… but,
my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
CHAPTER FOUR
I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
CHAPTER FIVE
I walk down another street.
Portia Nelson, THERE’S A HOLE IN MY SIDEWALK: The Romance of Self- Discovery
REFLECTION:
- How many times have you “walked down the same street”?
- How many times have you fallen in the hole in the sidewalk?
- Are you willing to take responsibility for falling in?
- What “new street” can you walk down?