This is a narrative poem. It narrates how the day goes for <span>Peggy Ann McKay. You will kn</span>ow that Peggy tries to make excuses so as not to go to school. In the second stanza, she has already mentioned five excuses, "<span>My mouth is wet, my throat is dry./ I'm going blind in my right eye./ My tonsils are as big as rocks,/ I've counted sixteen chicken pox.</span>" At the end though, Peggy discovers that it is Saturday so she suddenly feels well and plans to go out to play.
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Well in any cases *abuse* does shape who you become it becomes part of you.
Churchill's matter-of-fact delivery makes it seem as though he is disinterested in the subject <span />
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The Lottery is ironic because in the lotteries we see today, people win good things like money, people want to be chosen in the lottery. In this story though, nobody wants to be chosen, because they don't win anything good, they get killed by the rest of the people.
Here's one reason
Jet streams affect the path of hurricanes
