Read the passage from Lord of the Flies by William Golding."The rules!” shouted Ralph. "You’re breaking the rules!”"Who cares?”Ralph summoned his wits."Because the rules are the only thing we’ve got!”But Jack was shouting against him."Bollocks to the rules! We’re strong—we hunt! If there’s a beast, we’ll hunt it down! We’ll close in and beat and beat and beat—!”He gave a wild whoop and leapt down to the pale sand. At once the platform was full of noise and excitement, scramblings, screams, and laughter. The assembly shredded away and became a discursive and random scatter from the palms to the water and away along the beach, beyond night-sight. Ralph found his cheek touching the conch and took it from Piggy."What’s grownups going to say?” cried Piggy again. "Look at 'em!”