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I was climbing up a mountain-pathWith many things to do,Important business of my own,And other people's too,When I ran against a PrejudiceThat quite cut off the view.My work was such as could not wait,My path quite clearly showed,My strength and time were limited,I carried quite a load;And there that hulking PrejudiceSat all across the road.So I spoke to him politely,For he was huge and high,And begged that he would move a bitAnd let me travel by.He smiled, but as for moving! He didn't even try.And then I reasoned quietlyWith that colossal mule:My time was short no other path The mountain winds were cool.I argued like a Solomon;He sat there like a fool.Then I flew into a passion,and I danced and howled and swore.I pelted and belabored himTill I was stiff and sore;He got as mad as I did But he sat there as before.And then I begged him on my knees;I might be kneeling stillIf so I hoped to move that massOf obdurate ill-will As well invite the monumentTo vacate Bunker Hill!So I sat before him helpless,In an ecstasy of woe The mountain mists were rising fast,The sun was sinking slow When a sudden inspiration came,As sudden winds do blow.I took my hat, I took my stick,My load I settled fair,I approached that awful incubusWith an absent-minded air And I walked directly through him,As if he wasn't there! What does the author imply about the nature of prejudice in this poem? How does the author suggest one should react to prejudice?
According to paragraphs 8-10 how did the events surrounding Chang-bos experience with the state security agents begin to change his wifes ideas about the government? Highlight specific evidence from the text and make annotations to support any inferences you make.Chang-bos experience changed his wifes ideas about the government because _______. This means _____________. For example, ______________________________8. When he returned home, he got a tongue-lashing from his wife that was almost harsher than the interrogation. It was the worst fight of their marriage. For Mrs. Song, it was not merely that her husband had been disrespectful of the government; for the first time in her life, she felt the stirrings of fear. Her conduct had always been so impeccable and her devotion so genuine that it never occurred to her that she might be vulnerable. 9. Why did you say such nonsense when there were neighbors in the apartment? Didnt you realize you could have jeopardized everything we have? she railed at him. 10. In fact, they both realized how lucky they were. If not for Chang-bos excellent class background and his party membership, he would not have been let off so lightly. It helped, too, that Mrs. Song had at various times been head of the inminban in the building and commanded some respect from the state security officers. Chang-bos offhand remark was precisely the kind of thing that could result in deportation to a prison camp in the mountains if the offender didnt have a solid position in the community. They had heard of a man who cracked a joke about Kim Jong-iIs height and was sent away for life. Mrs. Song personally knew a woman from her factory who was taken away for something she wrote in her diary. At the time, Mrs. Song hadnt felt any pity for the woman. The traitor probably deserved what she got, shed said to herself. Now she felt embarrassed for having thought such a thing.
brainliest for best answerPART A: Which of the following best identifies a theme of the poem?A.Hate and fear are powerful emotions that always lead to violence.B.Fear of change can cause people to act in ways they normally wouldnt.C.Even when change is met with violence, the ideals behind the change persist.D.The law views everyone as equal, but groups may not.This is a poem written by J. Patrick Lewis and its called Freedom Summer Here's the poem: That day in June we stopped in Meridian, I reached in my pocket for the penny I called Hope. The Negro barber nodded, Yall comeback soon. In Long dale the KKK had burned down Mount Zion Church. We had left the inferno when Sheriff Price ordered us into a cruiser for a shortcut to county jail. With the odor of pee running down my pant leg,Mickey whispered, Dont expect that one phone call, and he was right. They fed us potatoes, peas, poke salad, and spoon bread.Our last supper. But once the Klan ambush was set up, the sheriff fined me $20, and told us, Git gone for good. Then the whole thin shimmer of our lives evaporated like smoke in a fog. Armed with cone-hat con-viction and long-necked persuaders, the Klan rode in for last rites to the first rights of a gaunt trio. Flames licked the car as it sank under Bogue Chitto Swamp. After single shots to the heart had taken Mickey and Andrew, theyd saved three bullets for me. Freedom Summer is Forlorn Winter at the tag end of living. And just before they pitched our bodies into earthen graves on Old Jolly Farm, I remember that my hand was in my pocket. I could still feel Hope.