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Read paragraph 6 in the passage. Which detail best explains the reason why Zitkála-Šá is "both frightened and insulted" by being tossed into the air?

A.
"My mother had never made a plaything of her wee daughter."
B.
"Entering the house, I stood close against the wall."
C.
"Remembering this I began to cry aloud."
D.
"I stared into her eyes, wishing her to let me stand on my own feet...."

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In paragraph 6 of the passage, the detail that best explains why Zitkála-Šá is "both frightened and insulted" by being tossed into the air is "I stared into her eyes, wishing her to let me stand on my own feet....". The correct answer is option D.

This detail indicates that Zitkála-Šá wanted to assert her independence and stand on her own. Being tossed into the air goes against her desire for autonomy and being treated as an individual rather than a plaything. It made her feel vulnerable and dependent, which caused her to experience fear and insult.

By choosing this detail, we can understand Zitkála-Šá's emotional reaction and why being tossed into the air had such an impact on her. It emphasizes her need for agency and the violation of her personal boundaries, leading to her feeling both frightened and insulted.

It is important to note that while other options provide additional context, they do not directly address why being tossed into the air specifically caused Zitkála-Šá to feel frightened and insulted.

The probable paragraph for the given question is

Entering the house, I stood close against the wall. The strong glaring

light in the large, whitewashed room dazzled my eyes. The noisy

hurrying of hard shoes upon a bare wooden floor increased the whirring

in my ears. My only safety seemed to be in keeping next to the wall. As I

was wondering in which direction to escape from all this confusion, two

warm hands grasped me firmly, and in the same moment I was tossed

high in midair. A rosy-cheeked paleface woman caught me in her arms. I

was both frightened and insulted by such trifling. I stared into her eyes,

wishing her to let me stand on my own feet... My mother had never made

a plaything of her wee daughter. Remembering this I began to cry aloud.

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