Read the conversation that takes place between Mrs. Flowers and Momma Henderson from "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.”"I don't need to see the inside, Mrs. Henderson, I can tell . . ." But the dress was over my head and my arms were stuck in the sleeves. Momma said, "That'll do. See here, Sister Flowers, I French-seams around the armholes."
Some sections of “Initiation” imply that Millicent will decline the sorority’s invitation.
Read the passage from “Initiation.”The door behind her opened and a ray of light sliced across the soft gloom of the basement room."Hey Millicent, come on out now. This is it." There were some of the girls outside."I'm coming," she said, getting up and moving out of the soft darkness into the glare of light, thinking: This is it, all right. The worst part, the hardest part, the part of initiation that I figured out myself.
Read the sentence.Last night, I ________ my essay on the history of comic books.
Read the excerpts from different sections “The Scarlet Ibis.”Although Doodle learned to crawl, he showed no signs of walking, but he wasn’t idle. He talked so much that we all quit listening to what he said. It was about this time that Daddy built him a go-cart and I had to pull him around. At first I just paraded him up and down the piazza, but then he started crying to be taken out into the yard and it ended up by my having to lug him wherever I went. If I so much as picked up my cap, he’d start crying to go with me and Mama would call from wherever she was, “Take Doodle with you.”***He’d nod his head, and I’d say, “Well, if you don’t keep trying, you’ll never learn.” Then I’d paint for him a picture of us as old men, white-haired, him with a long white beard and me still pulling him around in the go-cart. This never failed to make him try again.
Read the excerpt from “The Scarlet Ibis.”Doodle was frightened of being left. “Don’t go leave me, Brother,” he cried, and he leaned toward the coffin. His hand, trembling, reached out, and when he touched the casket he screamed. A screech owl flapped out of the box into our faces, scaring us and covering us with Paris green. Doodle was paralyzed, so I put him on my shoulder and carried him down the ladder, and even when we were outside in the bright sunshine, he clung to me, crying, “Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me.”
Read the passage from “Initiation.”And from that time on, initiations didn't bother Millicent at all. She went gaily about Lewiston Square from store to store asking for broken crackers and mangoes, and she just laughed inside when people stared and then brightened, answering her crazy questions as if she were quite serious and really a person of consequence. So many people were shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them. And really, you didn't have to belong to a club to feel related to other human beings.
Read the passage from “The Caged Bird.”The caged bird singswith fearful trillof things unknownbut longed for stilland his tune is heardon the distant hill for the caged birdsings of freedom.
Read the sentence.Coach Perry told Tyler he had previously coached basketball when he was on the swim team.
In “Initiation,” one example of a character vs. self conflict is when Millicent
Read the passage from Perseus."Your child!” Acrisius cried in great anger. "Who is his father?”But when Danaë answered proudly, "Zeus,” he would not believe her.
Read the passage from “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.”Mrs. Bertha Flowers was the aristocrat of Black Stamps. She had the grace of control to appear warm in the coldest weather, and on the Arkansas summer days it seemed she had a private breeze which swirled around, cooling her. She was thin without the taut look of wiry people, and her printed voile dresses and flowered hats were as right for her as denim overalls for a farmer. She was our side's answer to the richest white woman in town.
Read the excerpt from “The Scarlet Ibis.”At that moment the bird began to flutter, but the wings were uncoordinated, and amid much flapping and a spray of flying feathers, it tumbled down, bumping through the limbs of the bleeding tree and landing at our feet with a thud. Its long, graceful neck jerked twice into an S, then straightened out, and the bird was still. A white veil came over the eyes and the long white beak unhinged. Its legs were crossed and its claw-like feet were delicately curved at rest. Even death did not mar its grace, for it lay on the earth like a broken vase of red flowers, and we stood around it, awed by its exotic beauty.
The author’s purpose is
Read the sentence.I was telling my dad about how much I like starting a new notebook.
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