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Dill leaves Maycomb at the end of summer. In the wake of his departure, Scout’s only comfort is the thought of starting school, her brother walks her to class on the first day, explaining that, as a first grader, she isn’t to hover around him at recess, talk about their home lives, or embarrass him in any way. This fact takes Scout by surprise, as does her misunderstanding with her first grade teacher, Miss Caroline( she is new in town) Miss Caroline assumes Scout is being insolent and whacks her on the hand with a ruler. Later, when class lets out, Scout sees Miss Caroline sink into her chair, discouraged by her first day, but there’s bad blood between them now, and Scout doesn’t feel sorry for her.
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1.Ilya Kaminsky
2.The subject of the poem is a war that happened in a country of money and how the speaker lived happily during the war.
3.No, the speaker is not involved in the action because he was in his bed.
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A Memorable Outing
There are many memorable moments in every man’s life. However, a few of them get indelibly etched in our memories. One of my most memorable moments is associated with a wonderful outing to Manali. Travelling breaks the monotony of our routine. Thank God, there are so many beautiful places visiting which, we forget all the stresses and cares of our life! I got an opportunity to travel to one such place of extreme natural beauty, where peace and the pristine pastoral charm has not been affected by the modern industrial competition. During the summer vacation, I got the chance to visit Manali and the adjoining spots.
The best part was the journey to Manali. We set out early in the morning. The heat of the season began dwindling as our car went up the serpentine roads in the Himalayas. The drive from Sundar Nagar to Manali was a real treat to the eyes. On either side of the serpentine road breathtaking vistas of unmatched sylvan beauty soothed not only the eyes, but the restive soul also. Deep dells, with pure verdant slopes; idyllic, pastoral human settlements, glimpses of the far off white sheep grazing on the slopes of the mountains under the canopy of azure sky are the enthralling views one gets as a gift for coming to this paradise. I did not want the drive to end. As we neared Manali, the mountains became taller and taller. The peace, tranquility, and spledour of Manali and its surroundings were supernal.
My father had intentionally got a hotel booked on the banks of river Beas where the nature was abundant. From the room window, the distant snow clad white mountains gave the illusion as if we are in a different world. At night we went on foot to the market for dinner. First time in my life I saw the magnificence of the night sky. I did not know there were so many stars in the sky. For, in the city the pollution hides this glory of the sky from the human eye. We were fully refreshed by our short stay at Manali. The beauty of Rohtang Pass, Solang Valley, Hadimba Temple were beautiful; but far more beautiful was the journey itself. I will always cherish the sweet memories of this journey.
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