Which sentence from the text best develops the theme identified in part a? “she was american, just as much as she was korean, and even though her mother wouldn't have wanted her to do it, starting the food truck was ji-suk's way of honoring her mother and showing that she valued what her mother had taught her.” “even though she'd made ji-suk take korean lessons every saturday morning followed by violin lessons in the afternoon—and cooked kimchi and other korean delicacies with her at least once a week—ji-suk's mother had wanted her to succeed by american standards." “her mother had spent years learning to speak relatively good english, and she'd been determined to make sure ji-suk graduated from a respectable college and became a lawyer.” “if her own mother had still been alive, she would have been quite upset with ji-suk for that.”

What does the machinery in the hospital represent to the army major in the story? support your answer with textual evidence.

And his eyes have all the seeming of a demons that is dreaming which of these poetic devices is used here?

Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream