The birth of my younger sibling has changed me, my view about life, my life goals, and my character for the better. I had always been the center of my parents' attention for 10 years. My mom would have her full attention on me when I would come home from school. She would ask me about my teachers, my classmates, and my friends. In addition, my dad would always bring me along with him during weekends for a stroll or to do some shopping. I was literally the center of my family. However, one day my mom brought home a tiny baby and everyone's attention was focused on him. My grandma and aunts came to see the baby. Everybody was taking turns carrying him. During those times, I became a spectator; I felt like an outsider. Eventually, I was asked to help watch over the baby. With this new assignment, I felt protective of my little brother; and as he grew, he became my loyal fan. In return, I began to feel responsible for my younger sibling. It was then I realized that I should not feel like an outsider because I am still a very important part of my family. I have grown up and my brother looks up to me as his role model. I should continue to be a good example to this little guy who looks so much like me.
An omen suggesting a tragic end to the battle
Then there's the color blue, which we think represents Gatsby's illusions -- his deeply romantic dreams of unreality. ... His gardens are blue, his chauffeur wears blue, the water separating him from Daisy is his "blue lawn" (9.150), mingled with the "blue smoke of brittle leaves" in his yard.
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I choose D because I just did that assignment
