I didn’t enjoy math until I hit algebra. Part of the reason was probably a change in curriculum to one more enjoyable (and comprehensible!) But I also know that doing pages of long division or percentage problems – even if they were put into story form to decipher – were things I just found boring. Algebra was difficult at first. It was such a queer way of thinking I was unaccustomed to. But as time went on, I got the hang of it, and suddenly, math was fascinating.
Wet sand under bare toes
(Led by a path of moonlight
Reflected over the water)
With the tremulous cadence of the waves
Echoing, echoing
Between the cliffs that guard the bay
On either side -
All were seen at twelve o'clock
By a girl meandering by the bay,
Along the shore that lines the bay,
When the sands stretch long and the tide is out.
I. Truly
You showed me the ring
I loved the glow in your eye when you asked
If I thought she would like it
I have been dreading this day for such a long time
But now that it’s here I can’t even express
How happy and excited and elated I am for you
That diamond will look
So pretty on her finger
I can already see the light in her eyes when
You say the magic words
I will be at your wedding and I’ll watch you two
Dancing in the reception hall and I’ll know that you’ll last
Sometimes when you love someone
One element of CTM which impressed me was the treatment of religious material in general and Sister Bernadette’s story line in season two in particular. Most modern media, whether journalists, television producers, or movie directors, see religion as a source of dogma and intolerance. While completely removing the religious element from Worth’s memoirs would be impossible, it might have been tempting for BBC executives to portray the religious elements as outdated or narrow-minded.
Gandalf: Okay, Theoden. Let’s go see Sarumon after we bury the dead dudes.
Theoden: You mean after y’all bury the dead dudes. I’m not doing that.
Gandalf: Lazy one.
*They bury the dead dudes*
Theoden: Okay, we’re off for Isengard!
Legolas: *Mounts horse* *Pull Gimli up behind him* Ride with me, for Isengard.
Gimli: Okay.
*They go to Isengard*
Pippin: Oh, hi! Nice to see you again! Treebeard the Ent is taking over management of Isengard.
Gimli: What are you doing smoking?
Merry: That’s what hobbits do best.
I realized that I have been terribly lax in my responsibilities as a Monthly, and also that Island of the Kahts has grown to be much longer than I originally intended-as is evidenced by the fact that I call the chapters Parts. So, here I am, going to post a new chapter/part whenever I can to finish out this story. (Mostly, so I can concentrate on other projects, although I love the light-hearted 'easiness' of this one, and it is much loved.)
*****
We ran.
What else were we to do?
I took the lead, having always been a sprinter, and the others were close behind. I could hear the shouts of confusion coming from the clearing and the orchard. Whatever had just happened, someone had been left in the dark about it and was obviously not happy.
Two arrows split the leaves around us, but the archers were caught off guard and once we ran out of range, the bows were useless for chasing us down.
Chapter Two
_Riley_
Gollum: Okay, Master, we’re on our way to the creepy Dead Marshes!!!
Frodo: That sounds ominous…
Gollum: It’s because it is, Precious.
Frodo: I see.
*Dead Marshes*
Sam: Their’s a bunch of creepy dead faces in the water….
Gollum: Yeah, those are dead orcs and elves and men. They had a big battle a long time ago.
Frodo: I thought they looked pretty cool myself. *Walks over to edge of water and dives in*
Sam: Mr Frodo!
Gollum: *Pulls Frodo out* That was stupid, Precious.
Frodo: Thanks a lot.
Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers: Part One