ONLY ANSWER IF YOUR A YOU TUBER topic: what made you wanna be a you tuber

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Read the excerpt. … in lower burma, i was hated by large numbers of people. … i was subdivisional police officer of the town, and … anti-european feeling was very bitter. … as a police officer i was an obvious target and was baited whenever it seemed safe to do so. … i had already made up my mind that imperialism was an evil thing. … i was all for the burmese and all against their oppressors, the british. what is the situational irony in the excerpt from “shooting an elephant” by george orwell? the narrator is a british police officer and part of the system he dislikes. the narrator is himself a well-liked member of the burmese government. the narrator has recently become a burmese citizen. the narrator has decided to leave the british empire.

In at least 150 words, describe the tone of patrick henry’s virginia convention speech, including the rhetorical devices he uses to achieve this. use evidence from the text to support your answer.

Which excerpt from the awakening best highlights the elation edna feels when she thinks of robert? the morning was full of sunlight and hope. edna could see before her no denial—only the promise of excessive joy. she lay in bed awake, with bright eyes full of speculation. “he loves you, poor fool.” he would come to her in the afternoon or evening, sit and roll his cigarette, talk a little, and go away as he had done the night before. but how delicious it would be to have him there with her! robert did not come that day. she was keenly disappointed. he did not come the following day, nor the next. each morning she awoke with hope, and each night she was a prey to despondency. his horses were full of mettle, and even a little unmanageable. she liked the rapid gait at which they spun along, and the quick, sharp sound of the horses' hoofs on the hard road.