<em>Answer: the Reader's Guide</em>
<em>Explanation: Hopefully this helps you (Pls don't report if this is wrong.)</em>
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I was at the museum one late night, making sure everything was in place. As I walk up to the mummy palace, which was a room where we kept all the fake mummies, I hear something fall.. i did not think much of it so I walked right out. As I was walking out, I had this very bad feeling in my stomach.. I turn around very slowly ... chills going on all over my body.. and I SEE IT!!! A real life mummy!!!! I run as fast I can hoping to get away from it but no luck. The mummy had gotten me and turned me into one of them. Now I’m a mummy in the museum. I’m on of them.
Answer:
-what text structure does the author use
-how effective is the text structure in sharing the important ideas
-how has the author supported the main ideas in the text
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Answer and Explanation:
What "cage" did Lizabeth realize that her and her childhood companions were trapped in during the Great Depression?
Lizabeth is a character is Eugenia Collier's short story "Marigolds", set during the Great Depression. According to Lizabeth, who is also the narrator of the story, the cage in which she and the other children in story were trapped was poverty.
How did this "cage" limit Lizabeth and her companions, and how did they react to it as children?
<u>Lizabeth says poverty is a cage because it limits her and her companions. They know, unconsciously, that they will never grow out of it, that they will never be anything else other than very poor. However, since they cannot understand that consciously yet, the children and Lizabeth react to that reality with destruction. They channel their inner frustrations, project their anger outwards - more specifically, they destroy Miss Lottie's garden of marigolds.</u>
<em>"I said before that we children were not consciously aware of how thick were the bars of our cage. I wonder now, though, whether we were not more aware of it than I thought. Perhaps we had some dim notion of what we were, and how little chance we had of being anything else. Otherwise, why would we have been so preoccupied with destruction? Anyway, the pebbles were collected quickly, and everybody looked at me to begin the fun."</em>
