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Submitted to Contest #223
NO NEED TO PANIC – OH REALLY? In the fall of 1972, Greg Monson arrived on the campus of Indiana University. (The week before, he had received a letter giving him instructions on where and when to meet.)  The meeting began with each of the nine new candidates introducing themselves. Followed by: “The entrance exam shouldn’t take more than thirty minutes to complete... As you know, the exam consists of questions: English/Vocabulary, Mathematics and History-Geography. You’re on your own...there will be no proctor...we o...
Submitted to Contest #221
MACUMBA – VOODO Etcetera  PREFACE The term “Macumba” is also used to describe various popular Afro-Brazilian rituals that aim at healing and worldly benefits. The religion involves syncretistic elements and is practiced mainly by Black Brazilians in urban areas. I lived and worked in Brazil; from 1956-1958 and again in 1980-1983.  My first exposure to Macumba was very limited; lasting a little more than an hour in 1956, viewing groups—ranging from twenty to a hundred or more—chanting/praying on the beach; ...
ONCE UPON A TIME “I don’t care what you...s sa say” Elmer stuttered. “I th thi think som someone is listening to us.” Bob gave a shrug as he replied to Elmer. “Of course, he is. That’s why they hired him...to carry his shotgun around...stomp on the ground now and then and act tough. All the while guarding us, and naturally. So...You were correct in saying...I think someone is listening to us.” Yosemite Sam was the first to note/agree: “Yer Gal darn right, I’m lisnen! Andoncha forgit it!”  “Easy for you to say, Bob...
Submitted to Contest #217
It was a quiet afternoon in 1936. But from the looks of things—dark clouds and all—the Dales of Central England would soon be getting a drenching!   Reginald Peachy Carnehan—retired from service in India moved back to the family residence he inherited; in the Dales of Central England.  After twenty-five years of keeping the peace in India...and a wild adventure in conquering a few smaller kingdoms—then making the mistake of letting his friend, Daniel Dravot talk him into helping to conquer the tiny kingdom of Kaf...
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