My school sees its teachers as agentive members of the community.
There was an assemblage of community leaders at the civic center.
The dog enjoyed sleeping on the hearth when a fire was going.
Answer:
so that you can be recognized...and you will be able to Know your target when coming to your marks
<span>Tom maintains his miserly attitude at the very end, even so far as to deny that he has profited from his work as a usurer. It is fitting that the devil arrives in this moment at Tom's "invitation" to take him away to hell.</span>
Answer:
Private citizens, corporations, and foundations already spend billions of dollars each year to support the arts.
Explanation:
The piece of evidence that best supports this claim is "Private citizens, corporations, and foundations already spend billions of dollars each year to support the arts".
Actually, who are the taxpayers? They are private citizens, corporations and foundations. That means if the government is using taxpayers' money to fund arts, indirectly it means that the billions of dollars spent each year to support arts are the monies of the private citizens, corporations and foundations. This then means that these private citizens, foundations and corporations are actually the ones supporting the arts through the taxes they pay.
This is what happens before the story begins in "The Cask of Amontillado", according to my imagination:
Fortunato had always been an arrogant man who loved to laugh at his friends' imperfections or mistakes in general. When Montresor first met him, he was amazed at how clever and generous that man seemed to be. However, such an impression quickly died out: Fortunato turned out to be a rude, unkind, bitter man. That was a huge disappointment for Montresor, who really treasured his friend, at least in the beginning of their friendship.
One day, the two friends were having a casual conversation, when suddenly Fortunato turned to Montresor and said to him: "I'm sure I'm better than you at anything; that's why you were so jealous whenever I came around that girl you fancied..." Montresor was shocked to hear that, to which he replied right away: "Jealous? What are you talking about?" Fortunato had a cynical smile on his face, and said next: "So you think I didn't notice how insecure you felt... Maybe you were afraid she would fall in love with me, not with you..." After hearing that, Montresor was oppressed with anger, and couldn't say a word since if he did so, he would probably burst out in tears of uncontrollable rage.
After having spent the following night in a state of agitated insomnia, Montresor had an idea: inviting Fortunato to go taste some wine in a place where no one would bother them and that would also be suitable for a sweet and irreversible revenge.
