Read passage from The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (see handout, pasted below)
Read 1 Corinthians 15:12-34
If you were a person living in the first century and one of the apostles came up to you and told you that some guy had risen from the dead, would you believe them? Why or why not? Jot down thoughts in your notebook so you're prepared for a class discussion on this topic.
Morality (Period 7)
Look over the review sheet for your test on Wednesday, September 30th. (See separate post.)
Morality (Period 1 and 3)
Review your handout on the saints. Be prepared to discuss in class tomorrow how the theological virtues were necessary for the way they lived their lives.
Look over the review sheet for your test on Wednesday, September 30th. (See separate post.)
The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe
CS Lewis
Chapter 5
Lucy has just walked through a wardrobe and wound up in a
magical forest. On coming back from the forest, she tells her siblings what she
saw. They refuse to believe her. They look in the wardrobe and see nothing and
note that no time had passed since Lucy walked in there.
It was not surprising that when
they found Lucy, a good deal later, everyone could see that she had been
crying. Nothing they could say to her made any difference. She stuck to her
story and said:
"I don't care what you think,
and I don't care what you say. You can tell the Professor or you can write to
Mother or you can do anything you like. I know I've met a Faun in there and - I
wish I'd stayed there and you are all beasts, beasts."
It was an unpleasant evening. Lucy
was miserable and Edmund was beginning to feel that his plan wasn't working as
well as he had expected. The two older ones were really beginning to think that
Lucy was out of her mind. They stood in the passage talking about it in
whispers long after she had gone to bed.
The result was the next morning
they decided that they really would go and tell the whole thing to the
Professor. "He'll write to Father if he thinks there is really something
wrong with Lu," said Peter; "it's getting beyond us." So they
went and knocked at the study door, and the Professor said "Come in,"
and got up and found chairs for them and said he was quite at their disposal.
Then he sat listening to them with the tips of his fingers pressed together and
never interrupting, till they had finished the whole story. After that he said
nothing for quite a long time. Then he cleared his throat and said the last
thing either of them expected:
"How do you know," he
asked, "that your sister's story is not true?"
"Oh, but -" began Susan,
and then stopped. Anyone could see from the old man's face that he was
perfectly serious. Then Susan pulled herself together and said, "But
Edmund said they had only been pretending."
"That is a point," said
the Professor, "which certainly deserves consideration; very careful
consideration. For instance - if you will excuse me for asking the question -
does your experience lead you to regard your brother or your sister as the more
reliable? I mean, which is the more truthful?"
"That's just the funny thing
about it, sir," said Peter. "Up till now, I'd have said Lucy every
time."
"And what do you think, my
dear?" said the Professor, turning to Susan.
"Well," said Susan,
"in general, I'd say the same as Peter, but this couldn't be true - all
this about the wood and the Faun."
"That is more than I
know," said the Professor, "and a charge of lying against someone
whom you have always found truthful is a very serious thing; a very serious
thing indeed."
"We were afraid it mightn't
even be lying," said Susan; "we thought there might be something
wrong with Lucy."
"Madness, you mean?" said
the Professor quite coolly. "Oh, you can make your minds easy about that.
One has only to look at her and talk to her to see that she is not mad."
"But then," said Susan,
and stopped. She had never dreamed that a grown-up would talk like the
Professor and didn't know what to think.
"Logic!" said the
Professor half to himself. "Why don't they teach logic at these schools?
There are only three possibilities. Either your sister is telling lies, or she
is mad, or she is telling the truth. You know she doesn't tell lies and it is
obvious that she is not mad For the moment then and unless any further evidence
turns up, we must assume that she is telling the truth."
Susan looked at him very hard and
was quite sure from the expression on his face that he was no making fun of
them.
"But how could it be true,
sir?" said Peter.
"Why do you say that?"
asked the Professor.
"Well, for one thing,"
said Peter, "if it was true why doesn't everyone find this country every
time they go to the wardrobe? I mean, there was nothing there when we looked;
even Lucy didn't pretend the was."
"What has that to do with
it?" said the Professor.
"Well, sir, if things are
real, they're there all the time."
"Are they?" said the
Professor; and Peter did'nt know quite what to say.
"But there was no time,"
said Susan. "Lucy had no time to have gone anywhere, even if there was
such a place. She came running after us the very moment we were out of the
room. It was less than minute, and she pretended to have been away for
hours."
"That is the very thing that
makes her story so likely to be true," said the Professor. "If there
really a door in this house that leads to some other world (and I should warn
you that this is a very strange house, and even I know very little about it) -
if, I say, she had got into another world, I should not be at a surprised to
find that the other world had a separate time of its own; so that however long
you stay there it would never take up any of our time. On the other hand, I
don't think many girls of her age would invent that idea for themselves. If she
had been pretending, she would have hidden for a reasonable time before coming
out and telling her story."
"But do you really mean,
sir," said Peter, "that there could be other worlds - all over the
place, just round the corner - like that?"
"Nothing is more
probable," said the Professor, taking off his spectacles and beginning to
polish them, while he muttered to himself, "I wonder what they do teach
them at these schools."
"But what are we to do?"
said Susan. She felt that the conversation was beginning to get off the point.
"My dear young lady,"
said the Professor, suddenly looking up with a very sharp expression at both of
them, "there is one plan which no one has yet suggested and which is well
worth trying."
"What's that?" said
Susan.
"We might all try minding our
own business," said he. And that was the end of that conversation.
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