A child, said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff Woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose? Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation -Walt Whitman, "Song of Myself"​

Read this excerpt from we’ve got a job: the 1963 children’s march. though connor was commissioner of public safety, blacks knew that it wasn't their health and safety he intended to protect. and he certainly didn't put out their fires. between the late 1940s and early 1960s, more than fifty black homes and churches in birmingham were bombed. one neighborhood was hit so often, it was called "dynamite hill." no one was ever prosecuted, even when the police could identify the bombers. what is the tone of the excerpt? inquisitive sentimental apologetic scornful