TO REACH OR NOT TO REACH THE HILL...I'M EAGER TO SEE THE FLOWERS!

Alice, great character, great book, great writer. I always find a clue, a tip, a moment for silence and reflection while embedded in her mysterious world. Now, in this challenging academic writing practice I'm trying to explore, I found you, again, my dear Alice! And I can't do any other thing than read, read again, and keep on reading all the time! Until the looking-glass reflects my search! CHAPTER II THE GARDEN OF LIVE FLOWERS “I should see the garden far better”, said Alice to herself, “if I could get to the top of the hill: and here’s a path that gets straight to it –at least, no, it doesn’t do that”- (after going a few yards along the path, and turning several sharp corners), “but I suppose it will at last. But how curiously it twists! It’s more than a corkscrew than a path! Well, this turn goes to the hill, I suppose –no, it doesn’t! This goes straight back to the house! Well then, I’ll try it the other way.” ...