And so, i was mortified to realize that my daughter wasn’t paying attention. instead, she was staring blankly at cartoons, forsaking the hypnotic power of fire for that of the television; the memory of the tribe, for commercials. i was so shocked, i couldn’t speak! thousands of questions robbed me of my sleep. what had happened? where had i gone wrong? what kind of society had we created? what had we women achieved by leaving the home? yes, we had won rights that belonged to us and we had earned recognition for our intellectual activity and a better place in the world, but with great sadness i was forced to accept that none of the revolutions we participated in had managed to create a proper system for the creation of the new man. what does this excerpt reveal about gender roles?

Which excerpt from the war of the worldseffectively reveals how the author relates the climax of the narrative through the narrator's thoughts? the war of the worldsall this had happened with such swiftness that i had stood motionless, dumbfounded and dazzled by the flashes of light. had that death swept through a full circle, it must inevitably have slain me in my surprise. but it passed and spared me, and left the night about me suddenly dark and unfamiliar.and then, with a renewed horror, i saw a round, black object bobbing up and down on the edge of the pit. it was the head of the shopman who had fallen in, but showing as a little black object against the hot western sun.at that time it was quite clear in my own mind that the thing had come from the planet mars, but i judged it improbable that it contained any living creature. i thought the unscrewing might be automatic.my mind ran fancifully on the possibilities of its containing manuscript, on the difficulties in translation that might arise, whether we should find coins and models in it, and so forth. yet it was a little too large for assurance on this idea. i felt an impatience to see it opened.