In "It's Complicated: The Social Lives of Networked Teens. Most teens are not compelled by gadgetry as such—they are compelled by A- Parents

B- Friendship

C- Adults

Without saying a word, berthe seized the child, kissed it and hugged it to her. then she raised her tear-filled eyes to him, asking: "did you say that the mother was dead? " he answered: "yes—just now—in my arms. i had broken with her since summer. i knew nothing. the physician sent for me." then berthe murmured: "well, we will bring up the little one." in this excerpt from "a wedding gift," the scene is an example of situational irony because berthe behaves in a surprising way an example of the theme of redemption because the child has another chance an example of dramatic irony because berthe behaves in a surprising way an example of the theme of tragedy because the infant's mother has just died

Alex barely reached the airport to catch his flight. but a minute later, he found that his passport was missing. he let out a loud groan and picked up his dropped luggage. as he walked through the airport exit, he saw his airplane soaring into the sky. the passage is in third-person point of view, which is revealed through the use of the subject, alex, and the use of the pronouns he and his. think about how much distance the narrator maintains toward the character. what type of third-person point of view is used? a; third-person limited b; third-person objective c; third-person omniscient

Read this excerpt from "ain't i a woman? " by sojoumer truth in which three sentences does she make an emotional appeal to the audience by talking about her personal hardships? well, children, where there is so much racket there must be something out of kilter. {i think that 'twixt the negroes of the south and the women at the north, all talking about rights, the white men will be in a fix pretty soon.} but what's all this here talking about? {that man over there says that women need to be into carriages, and lifted over ditches, and to have the best place everywhere. nobody ever me into carriages, or over mud puddles, or gives me any best place} and ain't i a woman? look at me! look at my arm! {i have ploughed and planted, and gathered into bars, and no man could head me! } and ain't i a woman? i could work as much and eat as much as a man - when i could get it - and bear the lash as well! and ain't i a woman? {i have borne thirteen children, and seen most all sold off to slavery, and when i cried out with my mother's grief, none but jesus heard me! } and ain't i a woman? {then they talk about this thing in the head, what's this they call it? [member of audience whispers, "intellect") that's it, honey.} what's that got to do with women's rights or negroes' rights? if my cup won't hold but a pint, and yours holds a quart, wouldn't you be mean not to let me have my little half measure full?