First I would take them to the park. I would want to show them some earth games. No doubt at least one would fall and hurt himself, so I would have to take them to the store to show them around. Unfortunately one doesn't under stand the concept of paying for things so we are arrested.
While we wait at the police department, we are interrogated by FBI agents. They want to know everything about these aliens. The aliens are strong though, and they do not speak a work about their ship. I know where it is, but I am strong too. When the FBI Agent's head is turned, we sneak out. I take them to my house to eat cookies and play games. Then the FBI shows up at my door. I am forced to take them to the aliens. When I get back to the living room, they are gone! I am happy to have met them, and even though I will never see them again, I am happy.
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Renowned for her "small... terse portraits of the Black urban poor" (Richard K. Barksdale), the Pulitzer Prize-winning Gwendolyn Brooks here presents a less than flattering portrait of a few representatives from the Ladies Betterment League who leave the comfort of their homes to "allot largesse to the lost." Brooks' razor-sharp perceptions of the human mind invite us to look past ourselves and into the eyes, hearts, and circumstances of others, evoking questions about the way(s) we view, think about, and aim to help those in need. Published in 1963, the poem also gives us the opportunity to explore the nature of charity vs. service, the “horror” of poverty, and how or why we, in Brooks' words, might “avoid inhaling the laden air
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