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Read the passage given below. 1 I was born on 30th of November, 1835, in the almost invisible village of Florida, Monroe County, Missouri. I suppose Florida had less than three hundred inhabitants. It had two streets, each a couple of hundred yards long; the rest of the avenues mere lanes, with rail fences and cornfields on either side. Both the streets and the lanes were paved with the same material-tough black mud in wet times, deep dust in dry. 2 Most of the houses were of logs-all of them, indeed, except three or four; these latter were frame ones. There were none of brick, and none of stone. There was a log church, with a puncheon floor and slab benches. A puncheon floor is made of logs whose upper surfaces have been chipped flat with the adz. The cracks between the logs were not filled; there was no carpet; consequently, if you dropped anything smaller than a peach, it was likely to go through. The church was perched upon short sections of logs, which elevated it two or three feet from the ground. Hogs slept under there, and whenever the dogs got after them during services, the minister had to wait till the disturbance was over. In winter there was always a refreshing breeze up through the puncheon floor; in summer there were fleas enough for all. 3 A slab bench is made of the outside cut of a saw-log, with the bark side down; it is supported on four sticks driven into auger holes at the ends; it has no back and no cushions. The church was twilighted with yellow tallow candles in tin sconces hung against the walls. Week days, the church was a schoolhouse. 4 There were two stores in the village. My uncle, John A. Quarles, was proprietor of one of them. It was a very small establishment, with a few rolls of "bit" calicoes on half a dozen shelves; a few barrels of salt mackerel, coffee, and New Orleans sugar behind the counter; stacks of brooms, shovels, axes, hoes, rakes, and such things here and there; a lot of cheap hats, bonnets, and tinware strung on strings and suspended from the walls; and at the other end of the room was another counter with bags of shot on it, a cheese or two, and a keg of powder; in front of it a row of nail kegs and a few pigs of lead, and behind it a barrel or two of New Orleans molasses and native corn whisky on top. If a boy bought five or ten cents' worth of anything. he was entitled to half a handful of sugar from the barrel; if a woman bought a few yards of calico she was entitled to a spool of thread in addition to the usual gratis "trimmin's"; if a man bought a trifle, he was at liberty to draw and swallow as big a drink of whisky as he wanted.
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Anshika Chauhan 2 years ago

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Karishma Bhadana 4 years, 2 months ago

Strong your vocabulary by reading English newspaper

Ankit Singh? 4 years, 3 months ago

Practice of writing and do writing of one page daily b
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Mohini Rajput 4 years, 3 months ago

Parents are a great gift in ones life. I cannot imagine my life without them. They are very loving and care for me always. My father is Sanjay Pal (write your own father's name) and my mother is Sarbani Devi (write your own mother's name). My father is an architect and is a great designer. He is a very kind and hardworking person. He loves me very much and takes care of all my needs. Sometimes he brings beautiful gifts for me. He takes me out and fills my life with happiness and joy. He even teaches me at home and helps me complete my homework. My mother is a homemaker and is very caring too. She takes great care of the house and cooks tasty food for all of us. She takes me to school in the morning and to the park in the evening. She tells me interesting stories at bedtime. I am very dear to my parents. I love and respect them very much too. I do not know what to do without my parents. When I grow up I too will take care of them.
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Atharva Verma 4 years, 2 months ago

@kishor kumar ye aa gye ladki flirt karne ?

Pawan Kumar 4 years, 3 months ago

The title itself is a metaphor for the lost childhood in the lives of countless children. Spring is the season of hope and new life and childhood is meant to be like spring. But children crushed in the twin burden of poverty and child labour can hardly hope of spring in their life.

Kishor Kumar 4 years, 3 months ago

Hii..jahanvi

Kishor Kumar 4 years, 3 months ago

Do u know about the season.. 'spring'..how it is pleasure..all around the environment there are beautiful colours of flowers and the environment is cool ....same like that childhood days are also colourful...it is pleasant...there are no any burden...bt these childrens had lost this experience...that's why it is called as lost spring..

Deadly Iest 4 years, 3 months ago

Childhood can be called the spring of a man's life. ... Since they don't enjoy the privileges of childhood that the children of affluent families enjoy, the poet considers these children whose spring (childhood) has been lost. Hence, the title 'Lost Spring' is justified
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Deadly Iest 4 years, 3 months ago

Because they treated her badly. Because they were an enemy of Japan.
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Aahana ❄❄ 4 years, 3 months ago

????allen is best for neet ???? I m also from allen ?. ?but tum uske pehle wale batch hi join karna last batch bekaar hote hai teacher bhi acche nhi milte or syallabus bhi dhang se nhi karate hai ??????

Nimesh Jangid 4 years, 3 months ago

Ha bilkul Naya Josh h...12th pass ?...bas ab Allen join karunga neet k liye
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Minaxi Bisht 4 years, 3 months ago

M.Hamel was dressed differently on that day.He wore his beautiful green coat,his frilled shirt and the little black silk cap, all embroidered, that he never wore except on inspection and price days.It was in honour of the last lesson of French language that he had put on those clothes.
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Minaxi Bisht 4 years, 3 months ago

All at once the church-clock struck twelve. There were sound of trumpets of the Prussians, returning from drill, under their windows. M.Hamel stood up, very pale, in his chair. He tried to tell them that the school was over but he couldn't get the courage. He leaned his head against the wall and without a word he made a gesture with his hand as if he wanted to say that the school was dismissed.
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Sania Sharma 4 years, 3 months ago

Winter is the time of the end of the year like winters old age make the humans remember about the end of their life (death). Like the moon in late winter in old age human beings look fade and dull. That's why poet's mother is compared to the late winter moon
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Sidharth ($Id) 4 years, 3 months ago

Okk ji

Mohini Rajput 4 years, 3 months ago

ok bhai

Sidharth ($Id) 4 years, 3 months ago

Main Delhi se hun Mohini ji.......aur phe h mera bhi.

Mohini Rajput 4 years, 3 months ago

bhai aap kha sa ho , physical education h kay aap ka paas

Sidharth ($Id) 4 years, 3 months ago

Mohini ji iss app me hi jab aap chapter kholiyega naa roadside stand ki to ek cbse notes krke aayega ....wahi summary h chapter ka.?
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Deadly Iest 4 years, 3 months ago

It was in honour of the last lesson that M. Hamel, the teacher had put on his best clothes. Old men of the village were sitting quietly at the back of the classroom. They were sad as well as sorry for they had not gone to school more
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Preeti Dabral 4 years, 2 months ago

Hamel announced that it was their last French lesson, Franz realised he had so much more to learn. He felt sorry for whiling away his time and skipping his lessons. Hamel underwent a complete change on the day of the last French lesson. He developed a strange fascination for his school and the French language.

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Preeti Dabral 4 years, 2 months ago

Hamel announced that it was their last French lesson, Franz realised he had so much more to learn. He felt sorry for whiling away his time and skipping his lessons. Hamel underwent a complete change on the day of the last French lesson. He developed a strange fascination for his school and the French language.

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Kishor Kumar 4 years, 3 months ago

Kya h be ye??

Deepanshu Singh Chhikara 4 years, 3 months ago

Means

Mohini Rajput 4 years, 3 months ago

mtlb

Mohini Rajput 4 years, 3 months ago

ask the question
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Preeti Dabral 4 years, 2 months ago

The metaphor of the rattrap signifies that the world exists only to trap people by setting baits for them. Whenever someone is tempted by the luxuries, he ends up being caught in a dangerous trap. The author, thus, makes a much deeper comment on the woeful plight of those in pursuit of worldly pleasures, which often lead them to unfortunate situations. The story helps in realizing the importance of general goodness and kindness. The peddler is saved from the snare of the huge rattrap called the world only when he appreciates the kindness to him by Edla.

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Preeti Dabral 4 years, 2 months ago

Krishna

Mayur Vihar, Delhi

Date-

To,

The Human Resource Manager

Radio one Noida

Sub- Applying for a Radio Jockey position.

Respected Sir/Ma’am

                               I am writing this application to apply for a Radio Jockey position in response to the advertisement in the National daily newspaper on 5th August 2019. I have done my Master degree in B.A Journalism and I have done a diploma course in Public speaking.

I have also worked in Radio Mirchi for 2 years and have hosted many shows in Delhi for Radio Station and took many interviews of some Politicians and Celebrities. I have gained enough confidence to entertain my listeners. I think I am the best fit for this position as per my previous experience.

I have attached my resume and bio-data to this application for your review. I hope to expect a call from you soon.

Sincerely,

Krishna

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