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2. (RL.2.4) Read the excerpt from the passage from " “By Any Other Name” by Santha Ramu Rau
“‘Come along,’ she said, frowning slightly. ‘What’s your name, dear?’‘I don’t know.’ I said flatly.”
How does the Rau’s word choice impact the meaning of the passage?
a.It reveals the language barrier that exists between the British and Indian people.
b.It conveys the teacher’s disinterest in her Indian students.
c.It highlights the loss of identity felt by the Indian people.
d.It affirms that the British people are superior to the Indian people
Answer:
c.It highlights the loss of identity felt by the Indian people.
Explanation:
“By Any Other Name" portrays the loss of the essence of indigenous individuals when forced to live in British "reformatorios", where they were forced to use Christian names and assume British customs seen as correct and civilized. In the excerpt shown in the question above, we see that one of the "teachers" of the reformatorio asks an indigenous girl what her name is. The girl was taught not to use her indigenous name anymore, what makes her confused about what name she has and who she really is.
The author's choice of words for this passage highlights the loss of identity felt by the indigenous people.
<span>Imaginatively [a woman] is of the highest importance; practically she is completely insignificant.
This statement sums up the meaning of this overall paragraph. It is saying that the idea of women is one of the most important features of society, but in reality they have no rights or freedoms. The rest of the paragraph supports this statements from different examples of writing: poetry and fiction. </span>
Answer:
Explanation:
Part one: he feels guilty because of his special treatment.
Part 2: intrinsic
The answer is: [C]: "the poet's sorrow and despair" .
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Refer to the entire poem:
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"The Guitar" by Federico Garcia Lorca
The weeping of the guitar
<span> begins.
The goblets of dawn are
smashed.
The weeping of the guitar
begins.
Useless
to silence it.
Impossible
to silence it.
It weeps
monotonously
as water weeps
as the wind weeps
over snowfields.
Impossible
to silence it.
It weeps for distant
things.
Hot southern sands
yearning for white camellias.
Weeps arrow without target
evening without morning
and the first dead bird
on the branch.
Oh, guitar!
Heart mortally wounded
by five swords.
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