Answer:
(C) It unfolds in a few brief scenes that show readers why the merchant’s wife continues to believe in their son’s capacity to learn and grow.
Explanation:
"All for a Paisa" is a riddle presented in a folklore story with slightly varied versions in different regions and societies.
"Paisa" in the Indian sub-continent means hundredth part of a rupee. It is somewhat like to penny, hence very small/negligible amount of money.
A summary of one of the versions of the story is as follows;
A merchant is unwilling to marry his son because he does not believe in the intelligence and abilities of his son. His wife however speaks favorably about their son, and succeeds in getting a chance for his son from his husband. The merchant in order to test his son's intelligence and capacity to learn gives him one paisa to and asks for buying with this something to eat, something to drink, something to chew, something to plant in a garden, and something as food for the cow. The son by the advice of iron-smith's daughter buys a watermelon which fulfills all the requirements. His father is impressed even after knowing the truth about iron-smith daughter's helping his son. He arranges his son's marriage with that girl.
Option C is correct because the story has few brief scenes.
Option A is incorrect because son's mother thinks very positive about his son's abilities.
Option B is incorrect because the story is not one extended description of just merchant's views.
Option D is incorrect because although merchant's son has average intelligence, but his willingness to go and buy such a thing and his unhappy expression are a sign that he is willing and able to learn.
Answer:
Juliet desires that Romeo send her word the next day that they can be married: Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. Juliet wishes that he send her word of where and when they can be married; she will then come to him and be his forever.
Explanation:
The cold water rushed against my bare legs as I sat alone on the beach. The sky was turning a dark blue and the clouds were starting to make way for the moon. By this time, everyone was starting to pack up their things and head back towards their hut. When it was time for us to leave, I had told my Mother that I wanted to stay for a couple more minutes. A couple more minutes turned into hours and now, here I was: planning my escape from the island I once called home.
I looked out onto the island, taking in it’s essence one more time. Goodbye, home.
My life will begin soon.
The answer is B. Keep prices of foreign imports close to the price of domestic goods
