TRIAL NUMBER FIVE
by Carol Lynn Pearson
Carefully they laid out on the table Trials one, two, three, four, five and six.
"Choose one," they said.
"Oh, any," she cried, with a horror born of the best of Halloweens,
"Any but number five. It would kill me. I promise you I would not survive."
They thanked her graciously, escorted her out, then gift-wrapped, addressed, and labeled
"Special delivery" Trial number five -
Sent with love from those whose assignment it is to make sure you know that you can go through trials one, two, three, four, ninety-nine,
Or five -- And, incredibly, Come out alive.
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 Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, “I will try again tomorrow”. Mary Anne Radmacher
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