" You are trying too hard," he said. " I can't do it. How am I supposed to please him when he had to write 70% of my speech." I kept repeating this thought to myself until he finally spoke. " Don't think that you are trying to convince thousands of people to give money the homeless." He paused, looking for the right words. Then my brother continued. " Look I am the only one in the room, so just think of that tomorrow. I know you can do. Just believe. And hey, that girl you like, Camilia, she will be there too. Doing this will impress her and her your love of helping people. Stop being shy, be you." With that confidence speech my brother gave, and the blushing part about Camilia, I started up again, more confident this time. I was calm and my brother started clapping. We both knew people would be clapping tomorrow.
Oh sorry but this isnt english so i cant help with this u shouldnt have clicked history
The next day he was so hungry that he began to eat one of the old withered apples, and as he bit it he thought of the bird, his fellow prisoner.
Answer:
Political and religious beliefs over petty concerns that can result in war and death.
Roy sees it as fun, but john sees it as frightening.
