Read this excerpt from The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass.The plan which I adopted, and the one by which I was most successful, was that of making friends of all the little white boys whom I met in the street. As many of these as I could, I converted into teachers. With their kindly aid, obtained at different times and in different places, I finally succeeded in learning to read. When I was sent of errands, I always took my book with me, and by going one part of my errand quickly, I found time to get a lesson before my return.
Read this excerpt from The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass.[Mrs. Auld] had bread for the hungry, clothes for the naked, and comfort for every mourner that came within her reach. Slavery soon proved its ability to divest her of these heavenly qualities. Under its influence, the tender heart became stone, and the lamblike disposition gave way to one of tiger-like fierceness. The first step in her downward course was in her ceasing to instruct me.
Read this excerpt from The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass.The silver trump of freedom had roused my soul to eternal wakefulness. Freedom now appeared, to disappear no more forever. It was heard in every sound, and seen in every thing. It was ever present to torment me with a sense of my wretched condition. I saw nothing without seeing it, I heard nothing without hearing it, and felt nothing without feeling it. It looked from every star, it smiled in every calm, breathed in every wind, and moved in every storm.
Read this excerpt from The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass.I used to talk this matter of slavery over with them. I would sometimes say to them, I wished I could be as free as they would be when they got to be men. "You will be free as soon as you are twenty-one, but I am a slave for life! Have not I as good a right to be free as you have?" These words used to trouble them; they would express for me the liveliest sympathy, and console me with the hope that something would occur by which I might be free.
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Read the paragraph below.Jonas entered the gym and waved to Fiona, his physical therapist. With her guidance, he walked across the floor with a walker, gently putting weight on his injured leg. Then he sat on the bench and lifted the weight she recommended. On the final repetition, he gritted his teeth in discomfort. Finally, he allowed her to demonstrate two new stretching exercises that would restore his flexibility. He tried each one dutifully and assured her that he would perform them every night.
Read this excerpt from The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass.In the same book, I met with one of Sheridan's mighty speeches on and in behalf of Catholic emancipation. These were choice documents to me. I read them over and over again with unabated interest. They gave tongue to interesting thoughts of my own soul, which had frequently flashed through my mind, and died away for want of utterance.
Read the paragraph below.Conversation ceased when Coach Deal entered the room. The din of the locker room was silenced, and all eyes met her gaze. She began her post-game speech, and every phrase was met with nods of assent. And when Coach Deal finally called the team in for a huddle, every hand reached eagerly together, and every voice proclaimed, "Teamwork!”
Read the paragraph below.Our eighth-grade science teacher is planning a trip to the science museum, and she showed us the exhibits on the museum website. The first-floor exhibits are immature, with water tables for play and sand boxes for "fossil” digs. The second-floor exhibits allow students to create, featuring simple machines, exploding volcanoes, and build-your-own electric circuits. These exhibits align with three of our units of study. The third floor boasts a 3D movie theater; unfortunately, the movie lengths exceed the time allotted for our field trip.
Read the paragraph below.Soon after the moving truck departed, I made way next door to greet the new neighbors. A boy was playing in the yard, and I greeted him and introduced myself. In response, the boy ducked his head and mumbled an inaudible reply. Though he smiled, he quickly retreated toward his mother on the porch. When I said, "Welcome to the neighborhood,” his cheeks turned pink, and he disappeared through the open front door.
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