EMMA'S POEM GRINSPOON ED PA SP SLS [NOOK Book]

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Give me your tired,  your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free... Who wrote these words?  And why?   In 1883, Emma Lazarus, deeply moved by an influx of immigrants from Eastern Europe, wrote a sonnet that was to give voice to the Statue of Liberty.  Originally a gift from France to celebrate our shared national struggles for liberty, the Statue, thanks to Emma's poem, slowly came to shape our hearts, defining us as a nation that welcomes and ...
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EMMA'S POEM GRINSPOON ED PA SP SLS

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Overview

Give me your tired,  your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free... Who wrote these words?  And why?   In 1883, Emma Lazarus, deeply moved by an influx of immigrants from Eastern Europe, wrote a sonnet that was to give voice to the Statue of Liberty.  Originally a gift from France to celebrate our shared national struggles for liberty, the Statue, thanks to Emma's poem, slowly came to shape our hearts, defining us as a nation that welcomes and gives refuge to those who come to our shores.  This title has been selected as a Common Core Text Exemplar (Grades 4-5, Poetry)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780547488134
  • Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
  • Publication date: 4/5/2010
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 32
  • Sales rank: 1,314,720
  • Lexile: AD790L (what's this?)
  • File size: 13 MB
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Meet the Author

Linda Glaser's grandparents emigrated from eastern Europe in the late 1800's to New York City, where they first saw the huge statue.Also the author of the immigrant novel, BRIDGE TO AMERICA, Ms. Glaser lives in Duluth, MN.
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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 6, 2015

    §єЂ'§ §tory Part ②

    Please only post comments at result 6<p>
    This story is dedicated to all who RP at 'the republic'. Keep on rockin' that camp, even after l'm gone.<p>
    "FEAR stands for Fu<_>ck Everything And Run."<br>
    ~AA saying<p>
    "FEAR stands for Forget Everything And Remember."<br>
    ~AA saying<p>
    "There ain't no rest for the wicked. Money don't grow on trees."<br>
    ~Cage the Elephant<p>
    "Hope for the best, plan for the worst."<br>
    ~&#167&#1108&#1026'&#167 words to live by.<p>
    I felt myself crumbling on the inside. How could things have gone so wrong? I was having a pretty decent day, l managed to get a lunch today, l had bought myself a black Hurly hat on sale for just ten bucks, and l managed to get a free coffee just a few minutes ago. Now this? Why?<p>
    "So kid, whats it goin' to be? Lose your life? Or lose your wallet?" The man asked.<p>
    "Yeah great. Either way your killing me," I thought to myself, "that's all the money l've got left. All $15"<p>
    "Listen man-" l started<p>
    "No, YOU listen!" He said into my left ear, "l don't wanna take your life, but if you keep this sh<_>it up..." He let the end off his sentence trail off, trying to add effect to get me scared. Now don't get me wrong, l was plenty scared, but more importantly l was pi<_>ssed. Who was this guy to go around taking other peoples money? What gives him the right!?<p>
    "Eh, l think l'd likd to make an option C," l said with a calmness that surprised even me.<p>
    "Oh? And what would this 'option C' be?" He asked in a slightly mocking tone. Hadn't l heard that voice before? Why do l feel like l have?<p>
    "I kick your as<_>s!" I yelled as l spun around, dropping myself to the ground, and kicked at his knees.<p>
    The man grunted, his pistol going off way over my head, as he collapsed to the ground. I felt a moment of mixed joy, pride, and worry, as l got up to start running.<p>
    As quick as light, the man was back on his feet, and reaching out towords me. I batted away his left hand with my right, while struggling to see his face in the foggy evening.<p>
    He brought a fist up in an upper cut to my jaw. I only just bairly managed to pull my head back, before it could connect. He staggered backwards knocked offbalance, and l took this moment to lash out with my foot to the mans gut.<p>
    I felt my foot connect with the mans gut, sinking inward causing the man to take a sharp intake of breath. I then threw an uppercut of my own, only to connect with air.<p>
    This time it was l who was knocked off balance. The man had already recovered from my kick, and he grabbed my fist as it flew past his face. He gripped it in his hand a moment before slamming his other hand into my forhead, knocking my flat on my back.<p>
    I lay dazed for a moment a the man leaned over me. "Bub you should have just given me the money." The man said, as he pulled his hood up, revealing his face in the somewhat dark street. Suddenly l realized why he sounded so familiar! He was the man! He was the guy that killed them! The very same! But how?<p>
    Those were my last thoughts before the man threw another punch, knocking me back into memory. Back into the past, so to speak.

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