After reading The Jungle, write down words, phrases, or sentences that create trust for the author and/or elicit an emotional response. by Siobhan J. Cooke

2024-03-19 13:14:19 UTC

“told them by Jonas, who had worked in the pickle rooms”

-James

2024-03-19 13:16:42 UTC

“After this invention there was no longer Number One, Two, and Three Grade-there was only Number One Grade“

-James

2024-03-19 13:20:49 UTC

“He would begin to speak of them as brothers, as though they were men like himself, who had been caught in some hideous trap, whom the work was starving to death for his own convenience.” Chapter 14 page 129.

Grace Vestal

2024-03-19 13:22:43 UTC

“They were beaten; they had lost the game, they were swept aside. It was not less tragic because it was so sordid, because it had to do with wages and grocery bills and rents.”

-tori

2024-03-19 13:22:59 UTC

“There was never the least attention paid to what was cut up for sausage; there would come all the way back from Europe old sausage that had been rejected, and that was moldy and white—it would be dosed with borax and glycerine, and dumped into the hoppers, and made over again for home consumption.”

-Lacey

2024-03-19 13:24:31 UTC

“So she would lie and sob out her

grief upon his shoulder, while he gazed at her, as helpless as a wounded animal, the target of unseen enemies.”

-Cy

2024-03-19 14:18:57 UTC

“This is no fairy story and no joke; the meat will be shoveled into carts and the man who did the shoveling will not trouble to lift out a rat even when he saw one .”-Tori Shirley

2024-03-19 15:15:50 UTC

“They were beaten; they had lost the game, they were swept aside.”

-Cole

2024-03-19 15:18:47 UTC

“There was No longer one two and three grade there was only number one grade” -Cole goucher

2024-03-19 15:21:15 UTC

“ Jonas had told them how the meat that was taken out of the pickle would often be sour and how they rub it up with soda to take with us now and sell it to be on free-lunch counters.”

- Maddie

2024-03-19 15:22:50 UTC

“And there they would eat what they had to eat, and

afterward, because there was only their misery to talk of, they would

crawl into bed and fall into a stupor and never stir“ - Jalyn

2024-03-19 15:23:13 UTC

He simply knew that he was always fighting. Steeped in misery and despair as he was, merely to walk down the street was to be put upon the rack. There was surely a saloon on the corner—perhaps on all four corners, and some in the middle of the block as well; and each one stretched out a hand to him each one had a personality of its own, allurements unlike any other. Going and coming—before sunrise and after dark—there was warmth and a glow of light, and the steam of hot food and perhaps music, or a friendly face, and a word of good cheer.

2024-03-19 15:46:09 UTC

“Now and then Kotrina would find

time to sob over his woes, but for the greater part of the time he had to

be left alone”

-Grayson C

2024-03-19 19:27:22 UTC

I have trust for the author with how emotionally appealing he makes the characters, relatability. "It was a battle that had no end, that never could have one. But Jurgis did not realize that very clearly; he was not given much time for reflection. He simply knew that he was always fighting. Steeped in misery and despair as he was, merely to walk down the street was to be put upon the rack." - alora

2024-03-19 19:29:03 UTC

“So he would carry on, becoming half hysterical himself, which was an unbearable thing to see in a big man; Ona would pull herself together and fling herself into his arms, begging him to stop, to be still, that she would be better, it would be all right. So she would lie and sob out her grief upon his shoulder, while he gazed at her, as helpless as a wounded animal, the target of unseen enemies.” (Sinclair 8)

- Will Kesler

2024-03-19 19:42:52 UTC

“They could not even cry out beneath it; but anguish would seize them, more dreadful than the agony of death.”

-Cadence Hamilton

2024-03-19 23:39:55 UTC

“in spite of this,

there would be hams found spoiled, some of them with an odor so bad

that a man could hardly bear to be in the room with them.”

Page #1

- Thomas C

2024-03-20 01:49:27 UTC

“and how cruelly certain it was that they could never stand six years of such a life as they were living! They were lost, they were going down—and there was no deliverance for them, no hope” (Page 4).

-Gracie Lowe

2024-03-20 01:50:22 UTC

“With one member trimming beef in a cannery, and another working in a sausage factory, the family had a first-hand knowledge of the great majority of Packingtown swindles.”

-Gracie Lowe

2024-03-20 01:51:07 UTC

“They were so numbed that they did not even suffer much from hunger, now; only the children continued to fret when the food ran short” (Page 4).

-Gracie Lowe

2024-03-20 03:14:38 UTC

“They were beaten; they had lost the game, they were swept aside. It was not less tragic because it was so sordid, because it had to do with wages and grocery bills and rents.”

-Charmaine

2024-03-20 03:19:30 UTC

“if he, Jurgis, had known what a woman was like, he would have had his eyes torn out first. So he would carry on, becoming half hysterical himself, which was an unbearable thing to see in a big man.”

-Charmaine

2024-03-20 12:46:08 UTC

“They

were so numbed that they did not even suffer much from hunger, now;

only the children continued to fret when the food ran short.”

-Morgan

2024-03-20 12:54:50 UTC

“With what had been

told them by Jonas, who had worked in the pickle rooms, they could

now study the whole of the spoiled-meat industry on the inside, and read

a new and grim meaning into that old Packingtown jest.”

“With one member trimming beef in a cannery, and another working in a

sausage factory, the family had a first-hand knowledge of the great

majority of Packingtown swindles.”

-Mckinlee

2024-03-20 19:36:36 UTC

“He was working in the steaming pit of hell; day after day, week after week—until now, there was not an organ of his body that did its work without pain” jorell Samoa

2024-03-20 19:37:40 UTC

He was working in the steaming pit of hell; day after day, week after week—until now, there was not an organ of his body that did its work without pain“ jorell Samoa

2024-03-22 14:43:53 UTC

"told them by Jonas, who had worked in the pickle rooms"

-Ava c .