I don’t know if you have to start from a certain point but, you could start is when Juliet meets Romeo, and talk about that from her point of view. And just continue on. I don’t know if this helps cause it wasn’t really an actual question but I hope it helps. Let me know
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The light of hissing gas lamps lit up the old bookshop. Down below street level, Jeremiah Franklin looked up at the translucent street slab, sensing, more than hearing, raindrops spattering the paving stones, their noise barely perceptible through the door and windows above. It was four o’clock on a deadly dull Wednesday afternoon in December and Jeramiah felt inclined to close early, though the voice of his father, Harrold, rang in his ears, “Stay open to the advertised hour, lad, and people will trust your word … and your prices!” The bell rang and, before Jeremiah could ascend to the ground floor, a woman with a wet umbrella and an equally wet child, a young boy of about six, began to descend the stairs to the basement and Jeremiah’s desk. “Good afternoon, do you have such a thing as an atlas of Mexico and the South Americas?” she enquired.
Explanation:
Brainlyist??? iw wrote this the other day for school but didnt use it hope it helps
The Traditional Plot is the structure behind most of the stories and movies you know. It is helpful to know what it is for writing your own stories and identifying every point in a story.
Alessandro did not consider his conflicts when he made the lifestyle change of riding his bike everyday.
Answer:
Hospitality is mentioned many times in Odysseus. It is known as xenia in the poem. One notable example is.
Here is a poor man come, a wanderer,
driven by want to beg his bread, and everyone
in hall gave bits, to cram his bag—only
Antinous threw a stool, and banged his shoulder
The lines show Odysseus disguised as a beggar and shares his bread with another beggar in a weird way because he had to defeat him in order to eat. However, Odysseus does not kill the old man and even shows his hospitality.
Explanation:
Here is a poor man come, a wanderer, driven by want to beg his bread, and everyone in hall gave bits, to cram his bagÑonly Antinous threw a stool, and banged his shoulder "Suppose Athena's arm is over us, and Zeus her father's, must I rack my brains for more?" "The cruel belly, can you hide its ache? How many bitter days it brings!" Odysseus only shook his head, containing thoughts of bloody work, as he walked on, then sat, and dropped his loaded bag again upon the door sill.
