Which sentence uses the wоrd cоld with а pоsitive connotаtion?
Whаt is а lоgicаl fallacy?
The Lаst Sаfe Plаce When I was a child, the library was the safest place I knew. It was nоt just because оf the quiet оr the smell of old pages. It was because no one asked difficult questions there. No one demanded answers or judged you for not knowing something. At home, questions often felt like tests, things I had to get exactly right to avoid disappointment. At school, questions sometimes felt like traps designed to catch me in mistakes or make me feel small. But the library? The library gave me freedom. It was a place where I could be curious without pressure, where I could explore ideas without fear of being wrong. Some people argue that libraries are outdated. After all, we have the internet. With just a click, I can read news, borrow eBooks, or watch lectures anytime I want. But the library is more than access to information. It is access to belonging. It remains one of the few places where you can come in, sit quietly without paying, read without judgment, and simply exist without having to prove yourself. When I was thirteen, I read every book on Greek mythology in my small-town library. I did not understand why I was drawn to those stories then, but later I realized I needed stories bigger than my own life. The gods in those myths were cruel and flawed, yet they made sense to me. They had rules. They had power. They had order. The library gave me that power. It taught me how to ask better questions not just about the world but about myself. It did not just help me escape my troubles. It helped me return to them with new understanding and strength. Today, I worry that libraries are seen as luxuries rather than necessities. That faster, cheaper digital options will replace them. But what happens when we lose the last place that expects nothing from us? The last place where silence is not emptiness but possibility? What prereading strategy would help a student prepare for this passage?