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read this excerpt from never had it made
it's all that ought to count," he replied. but it isn't maybe one of these days it will be all that counts. that is one of the reasons
i've got you here, robinson. if you're a good enough man, we can make this a start in the right direction. but let me tell you, is
going to take an awful lot of courage."
he was back to the crossroads question that made me start to get angry minutes earlier. he asked it slowly and with great
care.
have you got the guts to play the game no matter what happens?
think i can play the game, mr. rickey," i said,
the next few minutes were fough branch rickey had to make absolutely sure that i knew what i would face. beanballs would
be thrown at me. i would be called the kind of names which would hurt and infuriate any man. i would be physically attacked.
could take all of this and control my temper, remain steadfastly loyal to our ultimate aim?
which is the central idea of this excerpt?
rickey treats robinson as an equal.
rickey teaches robinson about baseball
save and exit
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Why do you think frank tashlin titled this story  the bear that wasn’t? why didn’t the factory officials recognize the bear for what he was? why did it become harder and harder for the bear to maintain his identity as he moved through the bureaucracy of the factory?

In what way is victor frankenstein, instead of his creation, most clearly monstrous? a.he disconnects from his family and friends. b.he wishes that he could control the world with his monster. c.he believes that he can achieve success in the scientific world. d.he becomes angry at the monster, even though he created it.

He leaned his head against the wall; his eyes were shut, his hands clasped in each other, and his body seemed to be sustained in an upright position merely by the cellar-door against which he rested his left shoulder. the lethargy into which he was sunk seemed scarcely interrupted by my feeling his hand and his forehead. his throbbing temples and burning skin indicated a fever . . there was only one circumstance that hindered me from forming an immediate determination in what manner this person should be treated. my family consisted of my wife and a young child. our servant-maid had been seized, three days before, by the reigning malady, and, at her own request, had been conveyed to the hospital. we ourselves enjoyed good health, and were hopeful of escaping with our lives. our measures for this end had been cautiously taken and carefully adhered to. they did not consist in avoiding the receptacles of infection, for my office required me to go daily into the midst of them; nor in filling the house with the exhalations of gunpowder, vinegar, or tar. they consisted in cleanliness, reasonable exercise, and wholesome diet. who is the story’s first-person narrator