Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus?
Here's a prime example offered by an English professor
from the University of Phoenix:
"Today we will experiment with a new form called the
tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair
off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right.
As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph
of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph
and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first
paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and
send it back, also sending another copy to me. The first
person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth.
Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order
to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO
talking outside of the e-mails and anything you wish to
say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when
both agree a conclusion has been reached."
The following was actually turned in by two of my (last name
deleted), and Gary (last name deleted).
THE STORY:
(First paragraph by Rebecca) At first, Laurie couldn't
decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which
used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded
her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that
he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs,
keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating,
and if she thought about him too much her asthma started
acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.
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(Second paragraph by Gary) Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant
Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit
over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about
than the neuroses of an air headed asthmatic bimbo named
Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year
ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17, " he said
into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit
established. No sign of resistance so far.." But
before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed
out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's
cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out
of his seat and across the cockpit.
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(Rebecca) He bumped his head and died almost immediately,
but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically
brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for
him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities
towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress
Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel, "
Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously
excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming
of her youth when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree,
with no newspapers to read, no television to distract
her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful
things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence
to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
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(Gary) Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds
to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian
mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles.
The dim-witted peace-nics had left Earth a defenseless
target for the hostile alien empires who were determined
to destroy the human race! Within two hours after the passage
of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for
earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire
planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated
their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered
the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret
Mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the
coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion,
which vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and 85 million other
Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference
table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to
veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em out of the sky!"
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(Rebecca) This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery
of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic
semi-literate adolescent.
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(Gary) Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious
neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent
of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall
I have some other sort of F--KING TEA??? Oh no, I'm such
an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"
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(Rebecca) Bastard!
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(Gary) Bitch.
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(Rebecca) DICK!
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(Gary) Slut.
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(Rebecca) F__K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!
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(Gary) Go drink some tea - whore.
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(TEACHER)
A+ - I really liked this one.
Only group to get an A.
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