Answer:
500%
Explanation:
trust me it is. It is what it is
Answer:
The fact that Laurie's mother doesn't realize that Laurie is Charles develops the story's theme in the sense that:
A. The mother's fascination with Charles's behavior and excuses for Laurie's home behavior develop the theme that parents are often blind to their own children's faults.
Explanation:
This question is about the short story "Charles" by author Shirley Jackson. It is told from the perspective of Laurie's mother. Each day, coming back home from kindergarten, her son Laurie tells a different story about a boy named Charles who misbehaves at school. Laurie himself is misbehaving at home - being impolite, ignoring his parents, mocking them... Yet, <u>his mother and father never make the connection that Laurie is lying about the existence of this other kid. They become so fascinated about Charles, so eager to meet the mother of such a troublemaker, they don't realize their own son is Charles. They even take advantage of Charles's "existence" to justify Laurie's bad behavior, claiming Charles is influencing him. Blind to their own son's faults, it is only at the end of the story that the mother is told by Laurie's teacher that there is no Charles in their classroom.</u>
Answer:
This is an example of pathos! Pathos is a rhetorical device which appeals to the emotions. By having the audience imagine a sad scenario such as this one, the author is employing pathos.
The rain how it fell; the cadaver smell
<span>My eyes transfixed on that pit of Hell, </span>
Vapid flesh foul, horrendously bland.
<span>But why this carnage, I don’t understand; </span>
Retching, gagging, holding back the bile.
<span>I turn from the evil to rest for a while, </span>
<span>From decomposing mothers, fathers and child; </span>
Satan’s work, merciless, callously wild.
<span>Laid out in graves grotesquely remorse, </span>
Lucifer’s carnage has taken its course
<span>In a dance of death, contorted and thin, </span>
Thousands of bodies, bound together by skin.
Now sixty years passed, will I ever forget.
<span>That day when in person, with Satan I met; </span>
He showed me firsthand his evil, his sin.
Flames of contempt still burn deep within.
<span>Wise men instruct us ‘we must never, forget’, </span>
<span>Upon the memory of them, ‘let the sun never set’; </span>
<span>For six million Jews paid the ultimate cost, </span>
<span>I know, I was there, at the great Holocaust.
</span><span>Holocaust - Poem by Alf Hutchison</span>
What kind of crime. victimless crime, the criminal justice, war crime, or crime against humanity
