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The following excerpt is from “Bread and the Land” by Jeffery Renard Allen, published in 2008. In this passage, a young boy, Hatch, confronts his grandmother, Blunt. Blunt has recently moved to town and has met Hatch for the first time. Read the passage carefully. Then, in a well-written essay, analyze how Allen uses literary elements and techniques to convey what Hatch’s interactions with other characters reveal about him.
In your response you should do the following:
Respond to the prompt with a thesis that presents an interpretation and may establish a line of reasoning.
Select and use evidence to develop and support your line of reasoning.
Explain the relationship between the evidence and your thesis.
Use appropriate grammar and punctuation in communicating your argument.
Where’s Blunt?
Plumed exhaust rose from the idling cab.
She hasn’t returned. Mamma spoke from the dark cavelike inside.
She was sposed to pick me up.
Mamma blinked nervously. Did she say that?
No.
Well.
I thought she was gon pick me up.
Watch your mouth. Those kids at this school are a bad influence.
She was sposed to pick me up.
Get in this cab.
How come we can’t take the train? He spoke to the moving window, the moving world.
We have no reason to take the train.
I’m being frank.
Please be quiet.
He obliged. Quiet and caught, the living moment before him and behind. He tried to imagine Blunt’s face and received the taste of steel on his tongue. He let his violence fly free like the soaring El cars above, a flock of steel birds rising out of a dark tunnel, into bright air, the city shrinking below.
The cab slowed and felled his desires. Slim currents of traffic congealed into a thick pool up ahead. The taxi advanced an inch or two every few minutes. The El’s skeletal structure rose several stories above them. An occasional train rumbled by and shook the cab and mocked his frail yearning. He looked out the window to vent his anger. A good ways off he could discern a woman standing in a building doorway, a guitar strapped to her body and a coffee can at her gym-shoed feet. Coatless, in a checkered cotton dress, her bare muscular legs as firm as the El’s pylons in the bitter cold. She kept rhythm with one foot, while some lensed smiling face rose or fell with each stroke of the guitar.
He shouldered the cab door open and started through the street, his boots breaking through snow at each step, and traffic so thick he had to squeeze between the cars. Wind tried to push him back, and the fat snowsuit wedged between two parked cars. But he freed himself from the moment and thought of his mother and thought of his father and thought of the preacher and thought of Blunt and fancy clothes and contact lenses and lahzonyah and smiles and promises.
Hatch! Mamma shouted after him, her voice distant, weak, deformed, small, dwarfish, alien. Intent on his target, he moved like a tank in his armored snowsuit, smooth heavy unstoppable anger. Close now. Blunt framed in the doorway, his face trained on her guitar. Her hair was not long and flowing and silver but knotted in a colorless bun. Her eyes were not green or blue or brown or gray but a dull black. She shut them. Aimed her pug nose, arrowlike, at the El platform. Snapped open her mouth.
Baby, baby, take off this heavy load
Oh, baby, baby, lift up my heavy load
Got this beast of burden
And he got to go.
Quick legs, he stepped up onto the curb and almost tilted over in the heavy snowsuit. He kicked the coffee can like a football, coins rising and falling like metal snow, then crouched low and charged like a bull. He felt wood give under his head and loose splinters claw his face. He fought to keep his balance, loose coins under his feet, and in the same instant found himself flailing his hands and arms against Blunt’s rubber-hard hips and legs. Gravity wrestled him down. Dazed, he shook his head clear, gathered himself in a scattering moment, and looked up at Blunt. Her lined face. Her pug nose. Her stork mouth. And the strapped guitar that hung from her body—broken wood, twisted wire, useless metal—like some ship that had crashed into a lurking giant.
His eyes met hers, black, stunned. Wait, she said. You don’t understand. She shook her head. You don’t—
I hate you! he screamed. I hate you! Concrete shoved him to his feet. I hate you! Brutal wind pulled him into motion and led him as if he were leashed. Down the sidewalk, beyond the El’s steel pylons, through warped, unfamiliar streets.

Getting online education provides many benefits to the students. Students can only get the knowledge by enrolling in a university and sitting anywhere in the world. This response is the best way because most of the students are unable to attend the classes due to some personal reasons. It also does not cost anything to the management of the institute and also beneficial for the students in terms of finance. They simply do not need any transportation costs. Especially in the time pandemic, it has paid an important role in carrying out the education of students. If there were no such systems, then it would be a great loss for the students. They can easily talk to their professors and ask any question about any confusion of the subject. Mobile technology has enhanced the benefits (Gardner, 2017).
Warrant:
The online educational system is legitimate it is because it is beneficial for both the parties, the teacher and the student as well. It is the most convenient method of gaining knowledge or information. It is easy for the student to attend the class without going anywhere. Hence, it is cost-effective too. Transportation costs, classroom fees and other expenses are not included. That’s why this eventuality is (Park, 2015).
Attachments:
6380359_1_third-week-essay.docx

Creating smooth transitions in an early education classroom is vital to a productive and unchaotic day. One transition strategy that I use in my preschool classroom that I find extremely helpful is a countdown to transition time. I will announce “three minutes until clean up time and then we will… have snack, read, etc.” I will remind them at 1 minute and then when it is time to clean up. This allows the students to prepare for the current activity to end and ready themselves for the next activity. It is important to allow them that time to prepare themselves, especially if it an activity they really enjoy and have a difficult time putting away (Finley, 2017). Another transition technique that I use are visual cues. On the playground, I give the students their timed reminders, and then I will go stand in a set place when it is time to line up. The students are already aware that recess is coming to an end and when they see me stand in the lineup spot they know to head in that direction. In the classroom, when it is time to move from one activity to another I will often touch my ears. I began the year with “If you can hear me…” and they answer “touch your ears” ” and that means?” “listening time”. Now I simply have to touch my ears. Of course, there are days when the tried and true do not work and you have to be creative and switch things up, but finding transitions that work for your teaching style and classroom is an invaluable tool. Comment as you see fit. Min 40 words or more

Topic:
Do a complete analysis of one of the following poems, and write an essay in which you discuss how 1) figurative language and 2) sound devices contribute to the theme of the poem.
Poems (choose one):
“A Season of Modesty” (2005)– Gabeba Baderoon

In this final assignment and you will create a proposal for a hypothetical online esports event for
FORTNITE
. Key deliverables for the assignment will include an
Operational Outline docx file
of the event, as well as a
Proposal deck
and
10 Minute Presentation 6-8 slides
. The proposal should cover one Pillars of Esports, Partnership Management.
The
Operational Outline
should provide details for as many aspects of the preparation, execution, and operation of the event. An
Operational Outline Template
will be provided to guide the students in their formulation of their own operational outline. While many aspects of an operational outline will be included in the template, the students are not required to use every sub-category provided in the template. Instead, they are expected to utilize subcategories that make sense for their event proposal, as well as adding subcategories to their own outline as needed.
The
Proposal Deck and 10 Minute Presentation
should communicate the primary purpose, activities, operations, and challenges required to run the proposed event. The proposal can be thought of as a summary statement that communicates the most important details of the operational outline. While students will not be graded on their public speaking ability, the presentation should
clearly and accurate communicate the information contained in the Operational Outline
. A
Proposal Deck Template
will be provided to the students to help build their own proposal decks. Again, students will not be required to utilize all of the categories provided in the template. Instead, students should utilize categories and pages that are useful to their proposal and add categories as needed.
Attachments:
6391129_1_Final-Project-Template.pptx
6391129_2_Operational-Outline-Template-Example.docx
6391129_3_ESPT120-Feb-16th.pdf

Two advantages of incorporating play into the instruction of early childhood are :
Play helps to develop social skills. While playing together, children learn the importance of working together to achieve shared goals. Children also learn to cooperate, negotiate, and be confident as they work through their emotions. In general, they learn social skills, which are very important for their learning and language development (Granada (Preparatory School, 2018).
When teachers incorporate play into early childhood instruction, they help develop children’s cognitive, motor, and critical thinking skills. As children develop necessary thinking skills, they develop the ability to analyze and dissect information to make sense of it. They could apply it in the context of their environment. As a result, they could figure things out for themselves, asking the right questions when encountering challenges to gain clarity and make sense of their world (Granada (Preparatory School, 2018).
Through play, children become creative. They apply critical thinking and motor skills to produce new and different things. As they take part in pretend and imaginative play, they build a foundation that prepares them to operate in the real world. Comment as you see fit. Min 40 words or more

earning through play has many benefits and advantages in early education as well as facilitating the learning process. Starting by mentioning some of the benefits, it would be the one that promotes the social emotional development of children because through play children are motivated to solve problems, interact with other children and demonstrate the appropriate expression of emotions. Another benefit would be that it helps with the development of communication since by practicing interactive games as well as vocalizing the process of the game we provide children with common and appropriate vocabulary “When they play, they use plenty of their senses to capture and acquire diverse information and extend their knowledge about their environment. Moreover, children will develop new skills and abilities (e.g., talking, thinking, etc.) through playing. Also, playing provides children with the opportunity to boost their attention span, learn to get along with others, cultivate their creativity and address their social, emotional and cognitive needs” (Lamrani, & Abdelwahed, 2020). As early childhood teachers we must constantly use the advantages of the game in our classes, it is well known that the game causes a better focus and concentration in the children by testing the creativity and the use of the abilities of the children. Comment as you see fit. Min 30 words or more

Write two thesis about “The Dead” by James Joyce.Prompts: Write a thesis that examines what “The Dead” says about the the importance of home and family.Write a thesis on why Miss Ivors is more cordial with Gretta because she is more “authentically” Irish.

Write an essay in which you discuss how the party that is the setting for “The Dead” by James Joyce reveals the value of the characters and the society in which they live.

The following excerpt is from “Bread and the Land” by Jeffery Renard Allen, published in 2008. In this passage, a young boy, Hatch, confronts his grandmother, Blunt. Blunt has recently moved to town and has met Hatch for the first time. Read the passage carefully. Then, in a well-written essay, analyze how Allen uses literary elements and techniques to convey what Hatch’s interactions with other characters reveal about him.
In your response you should do the following:
Respond to the prompt with a thesis that presents an interpretation and may establish a line of reasoning.
Select and use evidence to develop and support your line of reasoning.
Explain the relationship between the evidence and your thesis.
Use appropriate grammar and punctuation in communicating your argument.
Where’s Blunt?
Plumed exhaust rose from the idling cab.
She hasn’t returned. Mamma spoke from the dark cavelike inside.
She was sposed to pick me up.
Mamma blinked nervously. Did she say that?
No.
Well.
I thought she was gon pick me up.
Watch your mouth. Those kids at this school are a bad influence.
She was sposed to pick me up.
Get in this cab.
How come we can’t take the train? He spoke to the moving window, the moving world.
We have no reason to take the train.
I’m being frank.
Please be quiet.
He obliged. Quiet and caught, the living moment before him and behind. He tried to imagine Blunt’s face and received the taste of steel on his tongue. He let his violence fly free like the soaring El cars above, a flock of steel birds rising out of a dark tunnel, into bright air, the city shrinking below.
The cab slowed and felled his desires. Slim currents of traffic congealed into a thick pool up ahead. The taxi advanced an inch or two every few minutes. The El’s skeletal structure rose several stories above them. An occasional train rumbled by and shook the cab and mocked his frail yearning. He looked out the window to vent his anger. A good ways off he could discern a woman standing in a building doorway, a guitar strapped to her body and a coffee can at her gym-shoed feet. Coatless, in a checkered cotton dress, her bare muscular legs as firm as the El’s pylons in the bitter cold. She kept rhythm with one foot, while some lensed smiling face rose or fell with each stroke of the guitar.
He shouldered the cab door open and started through the street, his boots breaking through snow at each step, and traffic so thick he had to squeeze between the cars. Wind tried to push him back, and the fat snowsuit wedged between two parked cars. But he freed himself from the moment and thought of his mother and thought of his father and thought of the preacher and thought of Blunt and fancy clothes and contact lenses and lahzonyah and smiles and promises.
Hatch! Mamma shouted after him, her voice distant, weak, deformed, small, dwarfish, alien. Intent on his target, he moved like a tank in his armored snowsuit, smooth heavy unstoppable anger. Close now. Blunt framed in the doorway, his face trained on her guitar. Her hair was not long and flowing and silver but knotted in a colorless bun. Her eyes were not green or blue or brown or gray but a dull black. She shut them. Aimed her pug nose, arrowlike, at the El platform. Snapped open her mouth.
Baby, baby, take off this heavy load
Oh, baby, baby, lift up my heavy load
Got this beast of burden
And he got to go.
Quick legs, he stepped up onto the curb and almost tilted over in the heavy snowsuit. He kicked the coffee can like a football, coins rising and falling like metal snow, then crouched low and charged like a bull. He felt wood give under his head and loose splinters claw his face. He fought to keep his balance, loose coins under his feet, and in the same instant found himself flailing his hands and arms against Blunt’s rubber-hard hips and legs. Gravity wrestled him down. Dazed, he shook his head clear, gathered himself in a scattering moment, and looked up at Blunt. Her lined face. Her pug nose. Her stork mouth. And the strapped guitar that hung from her body—broken wood, twisted wire, useless metal—like some ship that had crashed into a lurking giant.
His eyes met hers, black, stunned. Wait, she said. You don’t understand. She shook her head. You don’t—
I hate you! he screamed. I hate you! Concrete shoved him to his feet. I hate you! Brutal wind pulled him into motion and led him as if he were leashed. Down the sidewalk, beyond the El’s steel pylons, through warped, unfamiliar streets.