<span>There is some parallel between Sissy’s story and Dickens’ own. When he was 12 years old, Dickens was sent to work at Warren’s Blacking Factory (Coketown, come on) after his father was imprisoned for debt. Claire Tomalin asserts in her superb recent biography about Dickens that, when he was rescued by his parents neither he nor they uttered a single word about it to one another. So I suspect that Dickens was strongly attached to Sissy in a very personal way. And for me, a world without Sissy Jupe would be a world without Dickens.</span>
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__metaphor__Saying goodbye to my friend was bitter sweet.
__metaphor__Snow has wrapped a white blanket over the city.
__hyperbole (maybe)__It was so funny, I nearly died laughing.
__metaphor__Her eyes were fireflies.
__not sure__Canada expects its citizens to pay taxes.
__not sure__It was a minor catastrophe.
__oxymoron__Splish-splash downhill our sleigh went in the snow.
__simile__His word is as good as gold.
__oxymoron__Passing breeze made a whooshing noise
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is to bring unconscious material into consciousness and enhance the functioning of the ego, helping the individual become less controlled by biological drives or demands of the superego.
