Read the excerpt below and answer the question.

a strapping girl of fifteen, in the customary sunbonnet and calico dress, asked me if i "used tobacco" – meaning did i chew it. i said no. it roused her scorn. she reported me to all the crowd, and said:

"here is a boy seven years old who can't chew tobacco."

by the looks and comments which this produced i realized that i was a degraded object, and was cruelly ashamed of myself. i determined to reform. but i only made myself sick; i was not able to learn to chew tobacco. i learned to smoke fairly well, but that did not conciliate anybody and i remained a poor thing, and characterless.

in about 100 words, discuss the meaning twain intends in the excerpt and how satire is used to develop that theme.

In the wagon where the bread had landed, a battle had ensued. men were hurling themselves against each other, trampling, tearing at and mauling each other. beasts of prey unleashed, animal hate in their eyes. an extraordinary vitality possessed them, sharpening their teeth and nails. -night, elie wiesel what is the tone of this passage? which group of words from the text best reveals this tone? how does the tone contribute to the author's viewpoint? intro done

My little sister is ackd me what is 200×300÷489 what! i willl give anyone 15 points

Which sentence best describes the biased way the author approaches this topic? boars = bacon. and gammon, chops, sausages and feel your salivary glands begin to tingle at the thought of your teeth sinking into that first tender mouthful, and you will be half way towards a sensible attitude towards these creatures. they’re pigs. porkers, hogs, swine, if you will. they dig up people’s gardens, occasionally attack their dogs, spread disease and generally cause a nuisance. in culinary terms, they’re no different to cows or sheep or any of the other feeble-minded, four-legged frolickers which, in various pasties, pies and other assorted pastry cases, end up on our steaming plates on a daily basis. low in fat but high in deliciousness, by eating a wild boar you aren’t depriving poor little peppa and george of a long-lost cousin, but rather reaffirming your god-given position at the top of the food chain. if a boar could eat you it would, thus i say we should return the favour with interest. so say no to the misty-eyed squealers and man up, tuck in and pig out!