in five short chapters by Portia Nelson I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I am lost
I am helpless It isn't my fault I fall in It takes forever to get out. 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. 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. I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it. I walk down another street.Chapter One:
Chapter Two:
Chapter Three:
Chapter Four:
Chapter Five:
top of page