Read the following excerpt from The Story of My Life by Helen Keller and then answer the question that follows. The morning after my teacher came she led me into her room and gave me a doll. The little blind children at the Perkins Institution had sent it and Laura Bridgman had dressed it; but I did not know this until afterward. When I had played with it a little while, Miss Sullivan slowly spelled into my hand the word "d-o-l-l." I was at once interested in this finger play and tried to imitate it. When I finally succeeded in making the letters correctly I was flushed with childish pleasure and pride. Running downstairs to my mother I held up my hand and made the letters for doll. I did not know that I was spelling a word or even that words existed; I was simply making my fingers go in monkey-like imitation. In the days that followed I learned to spell in this uncomprehending way a great many words, among them pin, hat, cup and a few verbs like sit, stand and walk. But my teacher had been with me several weeks before I understood that everything has a name. I left the well-house eager to learn. Everything had a name, and each name gave birth to a new thought. As we returned to the house every object which I touched seemed to quiver with life. That was because I saw everything with the strange, new sight that had come to me.

Which of the following best summarizes the excerpt?
Helen's teacher taught her to finger spell doll so she knew how to tell her teacher what toy she wanted to play with.
Helen was excited to learn that everything had a name so that she could talk with her teacher.
Helen liked to touch all the objects in the house so she knew which ones she wanted to play with.
Helen's teacher taught her all objects have a name opening the world of language.

What is the central theme of the sniper

Read the passage from animal farm. as clover looked down the hillside her eyes filled with tears. if she could have spoken her thoughts, it would have been to say that this was not what they had aimed at when they had set themselves years ago to work for the overthrow of the human race. these scenes of terror and slaughter were not what they had looked forward to on that night when old major first stirred them to rebellion. if she herself had had any picture of the future, it had been of a society of animals set free from hunger and the whip, all equal, each working according to his capacity, the strong protecting the weak, as she had protected the lost brood of ducklings with her foreleg on the night of major's speech. instead—she did not know why—they had come to a time when no one dared speak his mind, when fierce, growling dogs roamed everywhere, and when you had to watch your comrades torn to pieces after confessing to shocking crimes. there was no thought of rebellion or disobedience in her mind. she knew that, even as things were, they were far better off than they had been in the days of jones, and that before all else it was needful to prevent the return of the human beings. whatever happened she would remain faithful, work hard, carry out the orders that were given to her, and accept the leadership of napoleon. but still, it was not for this that she and all the other animals had hoped and toiled. it was not for this that they had built the windmill and faced the bullets of jones's gun. such were her thoughts, though she lacked the words to express them. what was most likely orwell’s purpose for writing this passage? to show that clover is more sensitive to violence than the others to remind readers of major's speech and the original rebellion to present napoleon as a cruel leader unworthy of the animals’ support to represent misled followers and their dashed hopes for better lives

In which of the following excerpts from "the yellow wall paper" does author charlotte perkins gilman seem to mock the romantic belief in the supernatural? a. a colonial mansion, a hereditary estate, i would say a haunted house, and reach the height of romantic felicity—but that would be asking too much of fate! b. there is a delicious garden! i never saw such a garden—large and shady, full of box-bordered paths, and lined with long grape-covered arbors with seats under them. c. the color is repellent, almost revolting; a smoldering unclean yellow, strangely faded by the slow-turning sunlight. d. then i peeled off all the paper i could reach standing on the floor. it sticks horribly and the pattern just enjoys it!