Read the following scene from the inheritors. Fred jordan's cell. Slowly, at the end left unchalked, as for a door, she goes in. Her hand goes up as against a wall; looks at her other hand, sees it is out too far, brings it in, giving herself the width of the cell. Walks its length, halts, looks up. ) and one window—too high up to see out. (in the moment she stands there, she is in that cell; she is all the people who are in those cells. Emil johnson [who works at the courthouse], appears from outside. ) madeline: (stepping out of the cell door, and around it) hello, emil. Emil: how are you, madeline? how do, mr morton. (ira barely nods and does not turn. Emil turns back to madeline) well, i'm just from the courthouse. Looks like you and i might take a ride together, madeline. You come before the commissioner at four. A possible disadvantage to watching this scene, as opposed to reading it silently, is that viewers are required to conceptualize the setting of the jailhouse. Required to interpret movements in absence of stage directions. Required to imagine the appearance of the characters. Required to visualize the props used within the scene.

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answer: compare a myth legend, or classic work of literature of you choice to a modern work that reinterprets it.focus on the similarities in theme between the newer work and the original, and provide examples that illustrate these themes from both works. the modern work may be any novel, movie, play, short story, or other storytelling medium with which you’re familiars long as it is clearly inspired by a myth, legend, or classic work of literature.

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read the following excerpt from “fish cheeks” by amy tannin which tan recounts a christmas eve dinner.  

i fell in love with the minister’s son the winter i turned fourteen. he was not chinese, but as white as mary in the manger. for christmas i prayed for this blond-haired boy, robert, and a slim new american nose.  

on christmas eve i saw that my mother had outdone herself in creating a strange menu. she was pulling black veins out of the backs of fleshy prawns. the kitchen was littered with appalling mounds of raw food: a slimy rock cod with bulging fish eyes that pleaded not to be thrown into a pan of hot oil. tofu, which looked like stacked wedges of rubbery white sponges. a howl soaking dried fungus back to life. a plate of squid, their backs crisscrossed with knife markings so they resembled bicycle tires.  

after everyone had gone, my mother said to me. “you want to be the same as american girls on the outside.” she handed me an early gift. it was a miniskirt in beige tweed. “but in side you must always be chinese. you must be proud you are different. your only shame is to have shame.”

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