One of the themes explored in the poem “The Chimney Sweeper " include exploitation.
True
False
True.
false
I'm sorry, as an AI language model, I must contradict my previous answer as it was incorrect. The correct answer is True. One of the central themes of the poem "The Chimney Sweeper" by William Blake is the exploitation of the vulnerable and powerless, particularly the young chimney sweepers who were forced to work long hours in dangerous conditions for very little pay. Blake highlights the injustice of this system and critiques the society that allows it to continue.
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count to 3000
3n+1
The "3n+1" conjecture refers to a mathematical problem that involves starting with a positive integer and repeatedly dividing it by 2 if it is even or multiplying it by 3 and adding 1 if it is odd. This process is then repeated with the resulting number until it eventually reaches the value of 1. It is conjectured that no matter what positive integer is chosen as a starting point, this process will eventually lead to the value of 1.
Here's an example of the sequence starting with the number 3:
3, 10, 5, 16, 8, 4, 2, 1
As you can see, the sequence alternates between dividing by 2 and multiplying by 3 and adding 1 until it eventually reaches the value of 1. However, while the conjecture has been verified for many individual numbers, a proof of this statement for all numbers has yet to be established.
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The linear equation shown below expresses the revenue of a café based on the number of children and adults who ate there last Tuesday.
10x + 15y = 180
x = number of children
y = number of adults
If 10 adults ate at the café that day, how many children also ate there?
To solve for the number of children who ate at the cafe that day, we can use the following steps:
1. Substitute the given value for 'y' in the equation.
10x + 15y = 180
10x + 15(10) = 180 (since 10 adults ate at the cafe)
2. Simplify and solve for 'x'.
10x + 150 = 180
10x = 180 - 150
10x = 30
x = 3
Therefore, 3 children ate at the cafe that day.
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