Answer: My favorite building personally is The World Trade Center (previously known as the Twin Towers) What I like about it so much is 2 things, 1. It has a lot of history behind it, it was a terrorized attack led by Osama bin Laden, the leader of the attacks on Pentagon too, and my second thing is the height, 1,776, and if you didn't know, they specifically done this because The Declaration of Independence was signed on August 2, 1776. But in all, The World Trade Center is a really cool place.
Explanation:
An opposite of a hyperbole is something that is not exaggerating such as ignoring something and being modest.
The able-bodied men he saw begging for money and standing in bread lines in the streets of New York led Harburg to write the song, “Brother, Can You Spare a Dime "
Explanation:
The reason for the song "brother, can you spear a dime?" comes from the enormous numbers of skilful body citizens, the people who created the country and fought the war and are now in the search of bread.
The aim was not to speak out of the bitterness and misery of the human race, but to focus on the reason for both the forgotten and loss of these people, who were vital to their country.
Dear Diary,
I'M A BUTTERFLY! Can you believe it? I just woke up this morning on my bed, but I felt shorter. I was laying on my pillow, with everything seemingly giant to me. I tried to get up, since I was laying on my back, but I felt something hurt. Something big, as if attached to my back. I turn around and see these beautiful butterfly wings! They were so blue and had black markings. I look out the window and see so many colors! I noticed that there are some colors I couldn't see, and I noticed so many movements of the leaves in the wind or a passing bird.
I somehow managed to get up without hurting my wings and saw this nozzle thing instead of my mouth. Then, my little sister barged into my room. She yelled, "EMILY!! EMILY!! MOM TELLS YOU TO GET ME TH--" She stops short when she notices me. She dashes over to me just as I realize that she might capture me. She gasped and tried to snatch me but I stumble-flew away. It was a wonderful, new experience.
I flew out of my room and into the kitchen, which always had the window open. My sister yelled out for me to come back but I flew away. The outside was indeed pretty. I stayed all day exploring and sucking nectar from flowers. I even had to make a daring escape from a bird! I soon returned home to see that my mom was very worried about me. I returned to my room and slept, wondering if tomorrow, I'll still be a butterfly. Life as a butterfly is so carefree and so full of freedom! Sure, my mom will worry for me, but I'm better off as a butterfly rather than a human. At least I don't have a little sister to annoy me.
Love, Emily
PS, I have no idea how I wrote this.
You can change any part of it, or add or delete parts of it, all up to you! I hope this helps! Good luck!
