1. I walk, down the street
   There is a deep hole in the sidewalk
   I fall in.
   I am lost… I am hooeless.
   It isn’t my fault.
   It takes forever to find a way out.
2. 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.
3. 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 I know where I am.
   It is my fault.
   I get out immediately.
4. I walk down the the same street.
   There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
   I walk around it.
5. I walk down another street.

CHILD WITHIN, page 125
Copyright Portia Nelson, 1980