When he looked up again he did not know how much time had passed, but now there was a gang fight on the rockpile. Dozens of boys fought each other in the harsh sun: clambering up the rocks and battling hand to hand, scuffed shoes sliding on the slippery rock; filling the bright air with curses and jubilant cries. They filled the air, too, with flying weapons: stones, sticks, tin cans, garbage, whatever could be picked up and thrown. . . . [John began to worry about Roy’s absence. He realized his brother was also playing roughly with the others, although it was too bright to pinpoint which figure was Roy. When he finally saw Roy, Roy was standing at the top of the rockpile. Just then a tin can hit Roy directly on the head. He fell down on the rockpile, face first.] What does this passage from “The Rockpile” by James Baldwin say about the members of this community?
Everyone takes turns watching the boys.
Everyone helps take care of each other.
Everyone takes sides in the gang fight.
Everyone must take care of himself or herself.