Unit 4: Vocabulary from Readings 2

ANNIE regards him stonily, but HELEN after a scowling moment tugs at her hand again, imperious.

JAMES: What is it, a game?
ANNIE [CURTLY]: An alphabet.
JAMES: Alphabet?
ANNIE: For the deaf.

ANNIE gives him a look. She then tries to form HELEN'S fingers into the
letters, but HELEN swings a haymaker instead, which ANNIE barely ducks,
at once pinning her down again.

You little wretch, no one’s taught you any manners?

The afternoon sun penetrated the mass of honeysuckle that covered the porch, and fell on my upturned face.

I did not know what the future held of marvel or surprise for me.

Anger and bitterness had preyed upon me continually for weeks and a deep languor had succeeded this passionate struggle.

Have you ever been at sea in a dense fog, when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness shut you in, and the great ship, tense and anxious, groped her way toward the shore with plummet and sounding-line, and you waited with beating heart for something to happen?

Have you ever been at sea in a dense fog, when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness shut you in, and the great ship, tense and anxious, groped her way toward the shore with plummet and sounding-line, and you waited with beating heart for something to happen?

In the days that followed I learned to spell in this uncomprehending way a great many words, among them pin, hat, cup, and a few verbs like sit, stand, and walk.

I became impatient at her repeated attempts and, seizing the new doll, I dashed it upon the floor.

I was keenly delighted when I felt the fragments of the broken doll at my feet.

In the still, dark world in which I lived there was no strong sentiment or tenderness.

I felt my teacher sweep the fragments to one side of the hearth, and I had a sense of satisfaction that the cause of my discomfort was removed.

I felt my teacher sweep the fragments to one side of the hearth, and I had a sense of satisfaction that the cause of my discomfort was removed.

She brought me my hat, and I knew I was going out into the warm sunshine. This thought, if a wordless sensation may be called a thought, made me hop and skip with pleasure.