Act II, Scene I, lines 162-165
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<em><u>Love,</u></em>
<em><u>Morgan T. Malice</u></em>
The reader can infer from the passage that the children hate the marigolds because they cannot understand or appreciate the flowers' beauty, option D.
<h3>What is an inference?</h3>
An inference is a conclusion we can get to after analyzing the information we have. After reading the passage provided in the picture, we can infer something about the children and their view of the marigolds in the short story "Marigolds," by Eugenia Collier.
According to the passage, the children disliked the flowers because they were "too beautiful." They lived in an extremely ugly and poor neighborhood, devastated by the Great Depression. The marigolds seem out of place with all their beauty amidst so much ugliness.
With the in mind, we can conclude that the reader can infer the following:
- The children hate the marigolds because they cannot understand or appreciate the flowers' beauty. (option D)
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To the causal eye, Green Valley, Nevada, a corporate master-planned community just south of Las Vegas, would appear to be a pleasant place to live. On a Sunday last April—a week before the riots in Los Angeles and related disturbances in Las Vegas—the golf carts were lined up three abreast at the up-scale ―Legacy‖ course; people in golf outfits on the clubhouse veranda were eating three-cheese omelets and strawberry waffles and looking out over the palm trees and fairways, talking business and reading Sunday newspapers. In nearby Parkside Village, one of Green Valley’s thirty-five developments, a few homeowners washed cars or boats or pulled up weeds in the sun. Cars wound slowly over clean broad streets, ferrying children to swimming pools and backyard barbeques and Cineplex matinees. At the Silver Springs tennis courts, a well-tanned teenage boy in tennis togs pummeled his sweating father. Two twelve-year-old daredevils on expensive mountain bikes, decked out in Chicago Bulls caps and matching tank tops, watched and ate chocolate candies.
David Guterson, ―No Place Like Home: On the Manicured Streets of a Master-Planned Community,‖ excerpt from Seeing and Writing 3