I once lived in a beautiful garden. Birds sang in the trees and flowers of a rainbow of wonderful colors bloomed for my enjoyment. Food was readily available in the form of fruit from the trees in my garden. There were animals living in the garden, too.
God gave me this lovely land in which to live and asked for nothing from me but obedience. He walked with me and talked with me. I shared the garden with a man but it was so large it seemed as if it were mine alone. Wherever I went I felt God’s presence. I felt safe. Cool breezes blew through the trees. The soft cooing of the birds and the rustle of the grasses as animals moved through them gave me a sense of peace. I loved to pet the furry creatures and to talk with them and share their ideas. I loved to gaze at the clouds in the sky and dream. It was heavenly.
Then one day a radical idea was given to me. To think for myself – do something I had been told I shouldn’t do. I thought about that idea for a long time. (I’m not one to act impetuously. I ponder actions before I move.) Then I did something I’ll forever regret.
Oh, by the way, my name is EVE.
– For oral reading with permission by the author of this sketch: Fran Corcoran