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Red An experiment in storytelling

Red4 - part four of the story

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RedAn experiment in storytelling

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This is an experiment in storytelling. Most of you may know the game where everyone adds a line and the story gets formed.

Here there are visuals, which take that game to another level.

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The rules are simple:

Each person puts in around two lines / 20-30 words in one slide, and uploads the file, with permission to download.

Anyone else who wants to continue the story, downloads the file adds a slide to the existing ones. In that slide that person can add his story

This file is named red1.ppt, so the next person who wants to continue should name the file red2.ppt. So that everything is in sequence, and the latest file (which would have the latest updated story) can be found.

After uploading the file make sure to send it to the ‘Let’s make a story’ group.

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http://www.slideshare.net/group/lets-make-a-story

And you may want to join this group

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For the ants and the grasshoppers, her hair was a temporary refuge from the merciless sun. But alice was so exhausted, she did’nt care.

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• SHE WAS THE EPITOME OF ATTRACTION AND CAUGHT EVERYONE’S ATTENTION NOT ONLY BY HER GOOD LOOKS BUT ALSO BY HER CHEERFUL WAYS. IN SHORT SHE WAS A PLEASURE TO BE WITH.

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• Pictures of plane crash is what flickering in her thought..

• She is able to remember the glimpse of right engine catching fire with blast... not able to figure out.. what is going on

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She flew strapped to her seat, like a free bird. For a momentshe was at peace. She remembered, from a corner of her mind, a memory,she was laughing, and her father caught her safely. That trust which made her laugh in mid air then, came back, the trust in the unknown, the trust in hope.