Read the excerpts in the boxes below. From "I Have A Dream" I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where you quest... left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. From "Letter from Birmingham Jail" Mindful of the difficulties involved, we decided to undertake a process of self purification. We began a series of workshops on nonviolence, and we repeatedly asked ourselves: "Are you able to accept blows without retaliating?" "Are you able to endure the ordeals of jail?" (25 points) Extra Content Based on both excerpts the reader can infer that -- OA. Being incarcerated is a challenging experience for some. B. More education is needed to understand protests for freedom C. Many people feared for their lives and their safety during this time. D. The civil rights movement was difficult and trying for many.

This is always in the form of "to" + a verb-like word. this verbal unit in a sentence actually acts as a noun, adjective, or adverb, rather than a verb. example: ("to carry," "to think," "to laugh")

Which option best characterizes the pardon-seller?

Which two passages in this excerpt from the death of ivan illych does leo tolstoy use to suggest that ivan ilych feels like his life is slipping away from him? "what's the use? it makes no difference," he said to himself, staring with wide-open eyes into the darkness. "death. yes, death. and none of them knows or wishes to know it, and they have no pity for me. now they are playing." (he heard through the door the distant sound of a song and its accompaniment.) "it's all the same to them, but they will die too! fools! i first, and they later, but it will be the same for them. and now they are merry . . the beasts! " anger choked him and he was agonizingly, unbearably miserable. "it is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror! " he raised himself. "something must be wrong. i must calm myself—must think it all over from the beginning." and he again began thinking. "yes, the beginning of my illness: i knocked my side, but i was still quite well that day and the next. it hurt a little, then rather more. i saw the doctors, then followed despondency and anguish, more doctors, and i drew nearer to the abyss. my strength grew less and i kept coming nearer and nearer, and now i have wasted away and there is no light in my eyes.