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ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÜ
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Mo.iMP ÜÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÞÛÛÛÛ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÝ ßÛß
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ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛ
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ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ß ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÜÛ
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ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÞÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß
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ÜÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÜ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÝ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛßß
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ÜÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÜÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÞÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛ Ü ÛÝÛÛÛÛÛ Ü
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ÜÛ ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ßÛÜ ßÛÛÛÜÜ ÜÜÛÛÛß ÞÛ ÞÛÛÛÝ ÜÜÛÛ
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ßÛÜ ÜÛÛÛß ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ßßÜÜ ßßÜÛÛßß ßÛÛÜ ßßßÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßß
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ARRoGANT CoURiERS WiTH ESSaYS
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Grade Level: Type of Work Subject/Topic is on:
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[ ]6-8 [ ]Class Notes [Dialogue of the Ginger ]
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[x]9-10 [ ]Cliff Notes [Ale Mystery ]
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[ ]11-12 [ ]Essay/Report [ ]
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[ ]College [x]Misc [ ]
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Dizzed: 12/94 # of Words:497 School: ? State: ?
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ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>Chop Here>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ>ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
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Dialogue Story, the Ginger Ale Mystery
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"So Hans, how was your day today?" said Miguel.
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"Not all too well," said Hans with despair. "I broke a string on my
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violin today at the orchestra."
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"Broke a string eh?" said Miguel. "Did you see it in time?"
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"No, no one told me until after the performance. Damn, I wish people
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weren't so intimidated by people who are blind." said Hans.
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"Yes, I can relate. Hmmm..... Your violin you say? How would you like
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me to take it off of your hands?" said Miguel, with a hint of interest in
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his voice.
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"What? What could YOU possibly give me for my prize Stradivarius
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violin?" screamed Hans.
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"Well, we could make a little wager." Miguel was now full into the
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violin. "I am a particular mystery fan."
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"Well, so am I, Agatha Christie always makes me laugh!" cried Hans,
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with tears in his eyes.
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"No, not that kind of mystery. I'm interested in locked room
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mysteries." whispered Miguel. "Do you know what they are?"
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"No, I can't say that I do." mused Hans. "What are they then?"
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"They are mysteries where locked rooms are involved," said Miguel,
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"and where one person might have to do something to get into the locked
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room and change something, for instance, put ginger ale into a glass of
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ice."
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"Ginger ale into a glass of ice? That's quite easy." laughed Hans.
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"Yes, but not when YOU are in a locked room, the ice and glass in a
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safe, and me with the Ginger Ale outside!" exclaimed Miguel.
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"That is quite extraordinary, if you could do it. But what would I
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get if you didn't do it?" asked Hans.
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"Head seat of all violinists, plus 100,000 dollars, in CASH." said
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Miguel.
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"Now i'm in it. But you want my Stradivarius violin if you do it?"
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asked Hans.
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"Yes, thing's aren't cheap these days." said Miguel. "We'll see what
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you can do! The wager is on. You must come into a dark, lightless room,
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with ME in it, open the safe, take out the glass, take out the ice, and
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pour in the ginger ale, all without me hearing you?" asked Hans, just to be
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sure.
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"Of course. And the date for this little wager shall be three days
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from next wednesday, on saturday." said Miguel. "And good luck."
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"Good luck to you my friend, you'll need it." snickered Hans.
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"He's left! I've got him now! I can't possibly lose!" screamed Hans.
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"Ouch! I shouldn't dance so much when I can't see anything,
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especially that darn sofa!" exclaimed Hans. "Ouch! My knee hurts!"
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"Ha! Ha! The day has come! Let's see what Miguel can do now!" laughed
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Hans, waiting for Miguel.
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"Hello my friend. Are you ready?" asked Miguel.
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"Ready and waiting." said Hans.
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"Let us begin." said Miguel.
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"Here we are, in the room I've chosen." said Hans.
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"This is fine. Where are the glasses and the ice?" asked Miguel.
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"Right on that coffee table.
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