Problem One
Background
Science majors can get in this argument. (Then I will answer the question more directly). Researchers at the University of Hawaii estimate that the number of grains of sand on our planet is about 7.5*10^18 grains of said. This number, large as it is can be equated to the number of molecules in 20 drops of water.
The number of stars in the Universe is many millions of times larger than the grains of sand on our planet. So while the writer is holding just one of these grains of sand, the enormity of the situation strikes her, and that leads her to a very "loving" and [in my opinion] humbling thought.
She compares all of this enormity with how little we actually live, how small our lifespan seems to be. It takes real humility to thank and accept thoughts like that.
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So the key point is contained in the last sentence beginning with "Oh how ... and ending with the period on the next line.
Problem Two
An enjambment in poetry is a continuation of a thought beyond a point where an ending should be. The first 2 lines start out by stating that perhaps it would be best if youth and life were in a trance and should not awaken until a beam of eternity should bring the marrow to a conscious state.
Even though that dream would be of a hopeless sorrow, it would be better than what we live through, to the person who lives though this without the dream.
The enjambment is contained in the thought of the second last line beginning with 'Twere better than the cold reality of waking life ...
Problem Three
I'm not going to explain this too deeply. I think it has answers in what accompanied it. I would pick Two and Three as your best 2 answers. The deep friendship shown by the kind visitor is not that common in abolitionist literature. Most of it focuses on the cruelty of the society and the greed of the landowners and the rights of the colored to be free. This is quite different. It speaks of the kindness of one person willing to break the code.
Answer:
Seven years later, in poor health, he moved to California to live with his mother and sister (who had moved there from New Hampshire). Nearly 12 years after his injury, Gage died of epileptic seizures.
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They are only focused on if he was selling drugs and not his murder
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The young men could not uproot the tree themselves so they asked the chief for help, the chief was able to uproot and bring the tree to its side so when the wife went to balance herself on the branches, she fell in a body of water below it.
Explanation:
Answer:I wish there was a way that we can detect a good friend from a bad friend before all the hurt and confusion. So many people have been through many friendships throughout high school, but only a few have actually made it to college with their best friends. I thought I had the best best friend in high school, but that all changed once we started to mature. It all began one day at American High school, my best friend, Natalie, gave me the cold shoulder and stopped talking to me the whole class period. I tried writing her notes, making her laugh, and even helping her with her work but nothing changed. The next class period I asked one of Natalie 's friends, Malarie, what happened and she told me,"She doesn 't want to be your friend anymore." At that moment I didn't know what to think or do.
What did I do? Did I say something that made her mad? I got home and went straight to my room and told my mom that I wasn't hungry, later that night I tried to fall asleep but my mind was going haywire. We 'd been friends for almost five years and she just wanted to stop being friends for no reason? Something had to have happened. The next day I walked right up to her and asked, "What 's wrong, what did I do for you to stop being my friend?", and she replied with, "I heard you was talking about me." When I heard that I saw red, I would never talk about my best friend to anyone, but what really confused me was that she was my only friend so who could I have said that too? She turned her back to me and ended the conversation, that really hurt but I left, but not without telling her, " You 're my best friend, I could never do that to you. But if you 're willing to believe that maybe this friendship wasn't meant to be." If she was a real friend she would've known that I 'd never have done that. I saw her across the hall later that day and she walked pass without glancing my way. She was hanging out with the well-known girls that didn't like me, I then realized she had stopped being my friend for those girls. From that day on I pick and choose who to start hanging out with because not everyone can be a real and true friend. That 's why I have trust issues, because I told her everything and trusted her and she threw away our friendship like it was trash, when it was supposed to be cherished. I treated her as if she was my sister, but some people have little feelings and that there are people like me that will try their best to be a best friend, who wants a friend that 'll stand by me as I equally stand by them that anyone could wish that it lasted. And I thought i had a friend.
<em>-Alyssa :P</em>
