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Warm-Up
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Fiction: Fantasy
The Cheshire Cat*
The cat grinned good-naturedly when it saw Alice; its 
elongated claws and numerous teeth making her feel as 
if she ought to treat it with respect.
“Cheshire Cat,” she said timidly, and the feline’s smile 
widened. “Please tell me which way I ought to travel 
from here.”
“That depends a good deal on where you desire to go,” 
said the cat.
“I don’t particularly care where—” said Alice.
The cat interrupted. “Then it doesn’t matter which way 
you go.”
“—so long as I arrive SOMEWHERE,” Alice finished by 
way of explanation.
“In THAT direction,” the cat continued, waving its 
right forefoot, “dwells a Hatter; and in THAT 
direction,” waving the other talon, “lives a March Hare.
Visit either you like: they’re both mad. In fact, we’re 
all insane here.” Changing the subject, the cat asked, 
“Do you play croquet with the queen to-day?”
“I should like it very much,” said Alice, “but I haven’t 
been invited yet.”
“I plan to be in attendance,” said the cat and vanished.
Gazing at the place where the cat had reclined, Alice 
was startled to see it suddenly reappear, then 
vanish again.
Alice waited momentarily, half expecting to see it 
reappear, but it did not, and so she strolled on in the 
direction of the March Hare. “I’ve seen hatters before,” 
she reasoned; “this will be much more entertaining, and 
perhaps as this is May it won’t be raving mad—at least 
not so mad as it was in March.” Looking up, she 
noticed the cat again, perched on a chestnut branch.
“I do wish you wouldn’t keep appearing and vanishing 
so suddenly: your behavior makes one quite giddy.”
With that, Alice proceeded down the path, puzzling on 
the curious spectacle of the cat vanishing quite slowly, 
beginning with its tail, and ending with the grin, which 
lingered after the rest of it had disappeared.
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