Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here
is
the
letter
read
at
Saturday's
devotions!
Special
thanks
to
Amy
Cook!
The
Letter
is
a
response
to
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
read
at
Chicago
'02.
Dear
Sarah
Mally,
Because
of
the
present
crisis,
we
think
it
is
good
to
send
you
a
reply
to
the
email
you
wrote
while
we
were
at
the
Chicago
tournament.
We
do
not
want
you
to
be
uninformed,
friend,
about
the
hardships
we
suffered
on
the
campus
of
Trinity
University.
We
were
under
great
pressure,
far
beyond
our
ability
to
endure,
so
that
some
of
us
despaired
even
of
jumping!
Indeed,
in
our
hearts
we
felt
the
sentence
of
errors.
But
this
happened
that
we
might
not
rely
on
ourselves,
but
on
our
quiz
books,
which
refresh
the
memory.
Out
of
the
most
severe
cramming,
our
overflowing
brains
and
our
tired
lips
welled
up
into
nervous
quizzers.
We
write
you
now
out
of
great
distress
and
anguish
of
heart,
not
to
make
you
nervous,
but
to
remind
you
of
the
way
of
life
as
a
quizzer.
But
we
will
stay
on
at
World
until
the
end
of
the
finals,
because
a
great
door
for
effective
quizzing
has
opened
to
us,
and
there
are
many
who
oppose
us.
But
we
have
these
scores
in
pencil
and
paper
to
show
that
the
scores
are
from
the
quizmasters
and
not
from
us.
We
are
hard
pressed
in
every
quiz,
but
not
crushed;
perplexed,
but
not
always
wrong;
contested,
but
not
stood
up
for;
errored
out,
but
not
destroyed.
We
always
carry
around
in
our
pockets
our
quiz
books.
Therefore
we
do
not
loose
heart.
Though
outwardly
we
are
wasting
away,
yet
inwardly
we
are
being
renewed
verse
by
verse.
For
our
light
and
momentary
troubles
are
achieving
for
us
an
eternal
leg
ache
that
far
outweighs
them
all.
But
we
fix
our
eyes
not
on
the
scoreboard,
but
in
our
quiz
books.
For
the
scores
are
temporary,
but
our
memories
are
even
more
temporary.
When
Dave
comes
we
will
see
to
it
that
he
has
nothing
to
fear
while
he
is
with
us,
for
he
is
trying
to
win
this
tournament
just
as
we
are.
No
one
then
should
contest
him!
It
is
truthfully
reported
that
my
own
sister
Elizabeth
quotes
at
such
tremendous
speeds
that
she
is
often
perceived
as
speaking
into
the
air.
When,
then,
the
quizmaster
does
not
grasp
the
meaning
of
what
she
is
saying,
she
is
a
foreigner
to
the
quizmaster,
and
she
is
a
foreigner
also
to
me.
Her
words
are
foolishness
to
us,
and
no
one
can
understand
them,
because
they
are
indiscernible.
"For
who
has
known
the
mind
of
Elizabeth
that
he
may
comprehend
her?"
Now
about
the
reader
of
this
letter.
I
repeat:
let
no
one
take
me
for
a
fool!
What
anyone
else
dares
to
boast
about
-
I
am
speaking
as
a
fool
-
I
also
dare
to
boast
about.
Are
they
quizzers?
So
am
I.
Are
they
contestors?
So
am
I.
Are
they
erroring?
I
am
more.
I
have
crammed
much
harder
than
ever
before,
been
quoting
more
frequently,
been
jumping
more
quickly.
Yet,
5
times
I
received
from
the
quizmasters
4
errors
minus
1
(also
known
as
an
error
out).
30
times
I
was
beaten
to
the
jump
by
my
sister.
Once
I
quizzed
out.
3
times
I
was
fouled.
I've
spent
2
days
in
this
uncomfortable
seat
trying
to
persuade
quizmasters!
I
have
known
hard
work,
sleepless
nights,
and
hunger.
I
have
labored
and
toiled
and
have
often
gone
without
sleep.
I
have
made
a
fool
of
myself,
but
you
drove
me
to
it
by
forcing
me
to
jump
too
early!
I
hope
that
the
quizmasters
will
put
up
with
a
little
of
my
confusion,
but
they
are
already
doing
that.
For
if
someone
comes
and
quotes
a
verse
other
than
the
verse
the
quizmaster
wanted,
or
if
you
heard
a
different
reference
other
than
the
one
you
received,
or
a
different
key
word
from
the
one
you
expected,
the
quizmasters
and
coaches
do
not
put
up
with
it
easily
enough.
But
I
do
not
think
I
am
in
the
least
inferior
to
those
"super
quizzers".
I
may
not
be
a
trained
contester,
but
I
do
have
knowledge
of
the
material.
We
are
not
trying
to
commend
ourselves
to
you
again,
but
are
giving
you
an
opportunity
to
take
pride
in
us
so
that
you
can
answer
those
who
take
pride
in
Berrien.
Now,
it
is
required
that
those
who
jump
first,
must
answer
correctly.
We
care
very
little
if
we
are
judged
by
captains
or
even
coaches.
Indeed,
we
do
not
even
judge
ourselves.
Our
strategies
are
clear,
but
that
does
not
make
us
victors.
It
is
the
quizmasters
who
judge
us.
Therefore,
do
not
panic
or
get
excited
before
the
appointed
time,
wait
for
the
quizmaster's
call.
However,
if
a
revelation
comes
to
someone
who
is
sitting
down,
the
first
speaker
is
not
allowed
to
stop!
The
quizzers
in
the
city
of
Winona
Lake,
send
you
greetings,
and
so
do
my
teammates.
I,
Amy,
write
this
greeting
in
my
own
study
time.
The
peace
of
being
a
retired
quizzer
be
with
you.
My
love
to
you
in
Christ
Jesus.
A
non-retired
quizzer,
Amy
Cook
P.S.
We
will
not
all
sleep.
P.P.S.
In
the
beginning
was
the
Word,
and
the
Word
was
with
God,
and
the
Word
was
God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter
Here is the letter read at Saturday's devotions! Special thanks to Amy Cook!
The Letter is a response to Sarah Mally's Letter read at Chicago '02.
Dear Sarah Mally,
Because of the present crisis, we think it is good to send you a reply to the email you wrote while we were at the Chicago tournament. We do not want you to be uninformed, friend, about the hardships we suffered on the campus of Trinity University. We were under great pressure, far beyond our ability to endure, so that some of us despaired even of jumping! Indeed, in our hearts we felt the sentence of errors. But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves, but on our quiz books, which refresh the memory. Out of the most severe cramming, our overflowing brains and our tired lips welled up into nervous quizzers. We write you now out of great distress and anguish of heart, not to make you nervous, but to remind you of the way of life as a quizzer.
But we will stay on at World until the end of the finals, because a great door for effective quizzing has opened to us, and there are many who oppose us. But we have these scores in pencil and paper to show that the scores are from the quizmasters and not from us. We are hard pressed in every quiz, but not crushed; perplexed, but not always wrong; contested, but not stood up for; errored out, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our pockets our quiz books.
Therefore we do not loose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed verse by verse. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal leg ache that far outweighs them all. But we fix our eyes not on the scoreboard, but in our quiz books. For the scores are temporary, but our memories are even more temporary.
When Dave comes we will see to it that he has nothing to fear while he is with us, for he is trying to win this tournament just as we are. No one then should contest him!
It is truthfully reported that my own sister Elizabeth quotes at such tremendous speeds that she is often perceived as speaking into the air. When, then, the quizmaster does not grasp the meaning of what she is saying, she is a foreigner to the quizmaster, and she is a foreigner also to me. Her words are foolishness to us, and no one can understand them, because they are indiscernible. "For who has known the mind of Elizabeth that he may comprehend her?"
Now about the reader of this letter. I repeat: let no one take me for a fool! What anyone else dares to boast about - I am speaking as a fool - I also dare to boast about. Are they quizzers? So am I. Are they contestors? So am I. Are they erroring? I am more. I have crammed much harder than ever before, been quoting more frequently, been jumping more quickly. Yet, 5 times I received from the quizmasters 4 errors minus 1 (also known as an error out). 30 times I was beaten to the jump by my sister. Once I quizzed out. 3 times I was fouled. I've spent 2 days in this uncomfortable seat trying to persuade quizmasters! I have known hard work, sleepless nights, and hunger. I have labored and toiled and have often gone without sleep. I have made a fool of myself, but you drove me to it by forcing me to jump too early!
I hope that the quizmasters will put up with a little of my confusion, but they are already doing that. For if someone comes and quotes a verse other than the verse the quizmaster wanted, or if you heard a different reference other than the one you received, or a different key word from the one you expected, the quizmasters and coaches do not put up with it easily enough. But I do not think I am in the least inferior to those "super quizzers". I may not be a trained contester, but I do have knowledge of the material. We are not trying to commend ourselves to you again, but are giving you an opportunity to take pride in us so that you can answer those who take pride in Berrien.
Now, it is required that those who jump first, must answer correctly. We care very little if we are judged by captains or even coaches. Indeed, we do not even judge ourselves. Our strategies are clear, but that does not make us victors. It is the quizmasters who judge us. Therefore, do not panic or get excited before the appointed time, wait for the quizmaster's call. However, if a revelation comes to someone who is sitting down, the first speaker is not allowed to stop!
The quizzers in the city of Winona Lake, send you greetings, and so do my teammates.
I, Amy, write this greeting in my own study time.
The peace of being a retired quizzer be with you.
My love to you in Christ Jesus.
A non-retired quizzer,
Amy Cook
P.S. We will not all sleep.
P.P.S. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
©
Amy
Cook
2002
The
Cookie
Jar
Web
site
Sarah
Mally's
Letter