Read the excerpt from warriors don't cry. as we approached behind them, we could see only the clusters of white people that stretched for a distance of two blocks along the entire span of the school building. my mind could take in the sights and sounds only one by one: flashing cameras, voices shouting in my ears, men and women jostling each other, old people, young people, people running, uniformed police officers walking, men standing still, men and women waving their fists, and then the long line of uniformed soldiers carrying weapons just like in the war movies i had seen. which words create the mood in the excerpt? check all that apply.

How is time represented in “persistence of memory” by salvador dali? what effect does dali achieve? can writers use similar techniques in written works? how would writers achieve this with words?

Which word best describes the author's tone in this excerpt from "that spot" by jack london? i don’t think much of stephen mackaye any more, though i used to swear by him. i know that in those days i loved him more than my own brother. if ever i meet stephen mackaye again, i shall not be responsible for my actions. it passes beyond me that a man with whom i shared food and blanket, and with whom i mushed over the chilcoot trail, should turn out the way he did. i always sized steve up as a square man, a kindly comrade, without an iota of anything vindictive or malicious in his nature. i shall never trust my judgment in men again. why, i nursed that man through typhoid fever; we starved together on the headwaters of the stewart; and he saved my life on the little salmon. and now, after the years we were together, all i can say of stephen mackaye is that he is the meanest man i ever knew. a. excited b. ironic c. indignant d. playful

Me i will give brainiest which excerpt from the passage most effectively contributes to the development of the theme that the bond between fathers and daughters is sacred and everlasting? '"may i not see the little one, sir, for a moment? ' it was his belief that mini was still the same." "i remembered the day when the cabuliwallah and my mini had first met, and i felt sad. when she had gone, rahmun heaved a deep sigh, and sat down on the floor." "this touch of his own little daughter had been always on his heart, as he had come year after year to calcutta to sell his wares in the streets." "he came close up to me holding out his offerings with the words: 'i brought these few things, sir, for the little one. will you give them to her? "'