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<em>Answer:</em> Destiny chose to take art instead of music because she enjoyed art more.
I love running outside in the rain. This is an example of a first-person point of view (using pronoun “I”). The narrator is talking about what he himself likes.
Destiny chose to take art instead of music because she enjoyed art more. This is an example of third-person <em>objective</em> point of view. The third-person is demonstrated by the use of “he/she,” while the objectivity is shown because the narrator does not know any more information than what could be guessed by everyone in the story.
Jake hastily made the decision to leave his umbrella by the door instead of taking it with him. This would prove a poor choice. This is an example of a third-person <em>subjective</em> point of view. The character is a narrator who is not only describing the events, but has information that no character would know. The narrator could know about the character’s feelings, future plans, concerns, even when the character hasn’t mentioned them out loud. In this case, the narrator has information about the future consequences of not taking the umbrella.
You should always listen to your mother's advice. This is a second-person point of view (using pronoun “you”).
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It was one day yet before the round-up of the Cherokee Strip. This strip of leased Indian lands was to be worked in three divisions. We were on our way to represent the Coldwater Pool in the western division, on the annual round-up. Our outfit was four men and thirty horses. We were to represent a range that had twelve thousand cattle on it, a total of forty-seven brands. We had been in the saddle since early morning, and as we came out on a narrow divide, we caught our first glimpse of the Cottonwoods at Antelope Springs, the rendezvous for this division. The setting sun was scarcely half an hour high, and the camp was yet five miles distant. We had covered sixty miles that day, traveling light, our bedding lashed on gentle saddle horses. We rode up the mesa quite a little distance to avoid some rough broken country, then turned southward toward the Springs. Before turning off, we could see with the naked eye signs of life at the meeting-point. The wagon sheets of half a dozen chuck-wagons shone white in the dim distance, while small bands of saddle horses could be distinctly seen grazing about.
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