The grandparents had a great deal of influence in the family circle, especially on the children during their formative years. no real southerner has ever been able to consider very seriously the highly touted ancestor worship of the chinese. it is watery by comparison. teethed on "what we had before the war," weaned on the accomplishments of successful kin, nurtured on the pronouncement of dominant family traits, and lullabied on the recitation of genealogical alliances of several generations, no southerner could ever mature without a profound sense of family. this spilled over into awareness about other families in the county, and one learned what to expect from different tribes in both looks and actions. 2 this knowledge came largely from the grandparents and usually in the long, conversational family evenings before television, radio, or accessible automobiles. in the winters the gathering was around the crackling fire in the grandmother's room, in the summers on the wide veranda outside her bedroom door. the grandfather was the raconteur, the grandmother the critic, prompter, and censor. before they were five, the children knew that "blood will tell," and "pretty is as pretty does," which they learned from the grandmother. from the grandfather, the boy learned "you can't make pound cake out of manure," a comforting maxim indeed when one is forced to assume responsibility for the actions of others, which happens frequently to a farmer. which section of pieces of the past would most likely be different if the story took place in a setting like the one described by ferrol sams? a) section 2 b) section 3 c) section 5 d) section 6

read this excerpt from “incidents in the life of a slave girl.”

i went about my evening work with trembling steps. mr. flint twice called from his chamber door to inquire why the house was not locked up. i replied that i had not done my work. "you have had time enough to do it," said he. "take care how you answer me! "

i shut all the windows, locked all the doors, and went up to the third story, to wait till midnight. how long those hours seemed, and how fervently i prayed that god would not forsake me in this hour of utmost need! i was about to risk everything on the throw of a die; and if i failed, o what would become of me and my poor children? they would be made to suffer for my fault.

at half past twelve i stole softly down stairs. i stopped on the second floor, thinking i heard a noise. i felt my way down into the parlor, and looked out of the window. the night was so intensely dark that i could see nothing. i raised the window very softly and jumped out. large drops of rain were falling, and the darkness bewildered me. i dropped on my knees, and breathed a short prayer to god for guidance and protection. i groped my way to the road, and rushed towards the town with almost lightning speed.

what is the main idea of this excerpt?

harriet worked for a man called mr. flint who became very impatient when she did not finish her work.

harriet waited until after midnight to run down the stairs and jump out of a window into the rain.

harriet was a frightened young girl who found the faith and courage to leave her home for an unknown life.

harriet felt very nervous about running away because she did not like being alone in the darkness.

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