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Reading Club Time Machine Unit # 11 Initial Level

Maria del Pilar Balv

Created on June 7, 2022

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Time Machine

Unit 11 Initial Level

Reading club

useful vOCABULARY

unforeseen

twists

beyond

useful vOCABULARY

thrash

barefoot

journey

Reading Into Time Travel

I couldn’t believe the discomfort. It took me a moment to realize that I hadn’t taken a single breath or blinked in over a minute. I was scared. Nervous beyond the point of a sweat-soaked shirt. Perspiration glistened on my forehead and my palms felt clammy. The things within my sight appeared far more insidious than just lions and tigers and bears. It was nighttime and the tension felt palpable, like taut ropes crisscrossing the horizon. Conflicting emotions and irony and plot twists had thrashed my psyche. I didn’t even know what year it was. All I knew was that I was in a time I’d never traveled to before. How did I end up here? I thought I knew where I was going. The journey seemed predictable. The map was straightforward; the time horizon steady. A few unforeseen turns here, two roadblocks there — I got lost.

Reading Into Time Travel

I know, I stood before a more startling scene than I could have ever imagined. Anxiety weighed heavily on my shoulders. Or maybe that was defeat. I was still holding my breath. Is this what a “real adventure” is? I wasn’t sure if I was going to make it through in one go. The macabre landscape lay before me like an untidy kitchen daring someone to clean it. I didn’t have a choice. I had to finish what I started. Though I was barefoot (I lost my sandals in the previous jump) it still felt as if I wore lead shoes. I took a step forward. Then another. Before I could move any closer I heard the phone ring. I looked down. It was mom. Facetime. I was confused.

When I looked up, everything vanished. Abruptly and unceremoniously. I rubbed my eyes and shook my head. I was sitting in my room. It was 2019 again. I arrived back in reality. I closed my book and went downstairs.

Reading Into Time Travel

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“We all have our time machines, don’t we? Those that take us back are memories… And those that carry us forward are dreams.”

H. G. Wells, the Time Machine

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