1. Anne is outgoing, Peter is shy.
In the dialogue Anne invites Peter but Peter says he's a lone wolf. This shows that Anne wants to be around others, while Peter prefers to stay by himself because of his shy nature.
2. "I've got to fight the things out for myself!"
In this piece of dialogue, Anne is showing that she is still trying to figure out the world on her own and make her own decisions. She does not want someone intervening on her behalf.
3. "I spend half my night shushing her."
It is clear from this piece of dialogue that Mr. Dussel is becoming frustrated with the idea that he has to stay up at night and shows the conflict between them growing.
4. Anne states will go to Paris or be a famous dancer and the audience knows she will not get a chance to do these things.
Dramatic irony is when the audience knows something the characters on stage do not. In this case, the audience knows that Anne will not survive the Holocaust and therefore not be able to go to Paris or become a dancer.
5. Unbearable
Peter is a quiet observant child. He is not hurtful or purposefully unfriendly. He can be unbearable in Anne's opinion sometimes.
Ad hominem is an attack against the arguer instead of the argument itself in order to cast doubts about arguer's argument.
Answer:
i think it is the first one
Sorry if im wrong
Explanation:
Im sure it is A. Direct Object
Answer:he said just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.
Explanation: ‘Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone,’ he told me, ‘just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.’”
—Nick Carraway, The Great Gatsby
F is for F. Scott Fitzgerald, author of Gatsby and master of human insight wrapped in poetry. His novel begins here, his narrator Nick Carraway, grappling with his father’s caution of criticism—
“All the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”
In short, people judge, and Nick tries to refrain because his father said so. I think about Nick’s words and my life. I remember how often my mother would stop herself mid-criticism and say, “I’m not going to say that. It wasn’t very nice.” Then Philippians 4:8 comes to mind about thinking on excellent, praiseworthy things.
Speaking of excellence and praise, what about this one for its sheer lyricism? “It was dawn now on Long Island and we went about opening the rest of the windows downstairs, filling the house with grey turning, gold turning light. The shadow of a tree fell abruptly across the dew and ghostly birds began to sing among the blue leaves. There was a slow pleasant movement in the air, scarcely a wind, promising a cool lovely day.”