Read the excerpt from Elie Wiesel’s All Rivers Run to the Sea. Why were those trains allowed to roll unhindered into Poland? Why were the tracks leading to Birkenau never bombed? I have put these questions to American presidents and generals and to high-ranking Soviet officers. Since Moscow and Washington knew what the killers were doing in the death camps, why was nothing done at least to slow down their “production”? That not a single Allied military aircraft ever tried to destroy the rail lines converging on Auschwitz remains an outrageous enigma into Poland? Why were the tracks leading to Birkenau never bombed?

How does Wiesel’s choice of genre prove beneficial in the excerpt?
It shows him trying to reconcile the events of his past in Poland so he can move on with his future in America.
It gives him the chance to question presidents and generals about their positions regarding the Holocaust.
It allows him a moment to reflect on why the world neglected to aid the Jewish people during their greatest time of need.
It provides him the opportunity to accuse American and Soviet leaders of keeping the Holocaust a secret.

Why is the use of summary particularly when analyzing dramatic works?

Which is one of the reasons that swift gives for his proposal? a.) the threat of harvesting babies would engourage stronger discipline among the young b.) thereis a famine inthe land, nd the children are plentiful c.) the meat of the irish infandts goes well with many dofferent vegetables d.) children would become valuable property

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.