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Whenever S. E. Hinton, or the author of The Outsiders first started writing the book, she was only 16 years old. Even though her age may have had a contribution to the problem that she had with books that were being published about teenagers, I believe that there was another reason. To me, that reason is because other adult writers wrote about things that may have happened when they were teenagers and not really in depth or understanding with what actually went on in teens lives. She also noticed how as the years move on teenagers tend to change as well as their interests and the world around them.
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The Effects of Social Media on the Youth
Media is everywhere. It is an inseparable part of every teenager’s life. Historically, newspapers were the most common of media, but today cell phones and other electronic devices have taken over all forms of communication. Teenagers today depend on the media for information on everything the latest gadgets, fashion trends, the newest cars on the market, the best places to eat out in the country or to find out what their favourite celebrity is up to. Media controls the minds of teenagers’ like a giant remote control. In general, teenagers would be involved in some sort of media communication for up to four hours a day. Most teenagers spend two hours watching television and one and a half hours is spent surfing the internet each day. Many teens usually spend sleepless nights on social media without the knowledge of their parents. This disruption of sleep has had numerous effects on teenagers. It has led to cases of insomnia, mood swings and increase obesity.
The correct answer is C. Respect must be earned. "Respect" is the abstract noun that is in question here. This is because you couldn't explain what respect is using an object form nature, as it is similar to other abstract nouns such as love or hate.
I'm not sure but I think it would be D
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The birthday of the world
BY MARGE PIERCY
On the birthday of the world
I begin to contemplate
what I have done and left
undone, but this year
not so much rebuilding
of my perennially damaged
psyche, shoring up eroding
friendships, digging out
stumps of old resentments
that refuse to rot on their own.
No, this year I want to call
myself to task for what
I have done and not done
for peace. How much have
I dared in opposition?
How much have I put
on the line for freedom?
For mine and others?
As these freedoms are pared,
sliced and diced, where
have I spoken out? Who
have I tried to move? In
this holy season, I stand
self-convicted of sloth
in a time when lies choke
the mind and rhetoric
bends reason to slithering
choking pythons. Here
I stand before the gates
opening, the fire dazzling
my eyes, and as I approach
what judges me, I judge
myself. Give me weapons
of minute destruction. Let
my words turn into sparks.
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