The Big Mystery of My Future History
Marie Devers
1 When I think about my destiny, that cloudy cool mirage,
The options and the chances overlap in a collage.
3 I sometimes spend an afternoon in dreams of come what may,
A changeable amusement, better than any matinee.
5 Ambitious as I am, there is so much that I foresee,
I’m writing seven million drafts of my biography.
7 Youth is like a blindfold to the life I’ve yet to meet,
I can’t make out the future with my life so incomplete.
9 Who will be the obstacles, opposing my success?
And will they win, or will I be the most victorious?
11 I hope that I am valiant at all my hopeful chances,
And that I handle, gracefully, my unique circumstances.
13 I tell myself when thinking of this future publication,
That whims I can’t predict are arranging their formation.
15 Trophies sit un-etched in a factory someplace,
Waiting for my name to illustrate their empty space.
17 No matter how much algebra I use to see what’s next,
The equations still have missing parts, defined as only X.
19 A mosaic in development, my life’s still so unsure,
Yet bound to be exciting as any novel from the store.
21 Do you ever stop and tell yourself your living narrative?
The fabric that you’re weaving that will be the life you live.
23 I dare you now to play this game. Pick up your mental pen,
And fearlessly create the book your life is waiting in.
Read the passage on the left to answer the following questions:
2)
Why does the author compare her Youth to a blindfold?
A) The author is trying to express how afraid she is of her future and its decisions.
B) The author is saying that she cannot see past her youth into her future life choices.
C) The author is lamenting how foolish, ridiculous and impulsive youthful decisions can be.
D) The author is saying that when you're young, all adults try to blind you from your future.