Remember to support your ideas with details from the writing. Read this poem, and then answer the question that follows it: Little Boy Crying Your mouth contorting in brief spite and Hurt, your laughter metamorphosed into howls, Your frame so recently relaxed now tight With three-year-old frustration, your bright eyes Swimming tears, splashing your bare feet, You stand there angling for a moment's hint Of guilt or sorrow for the quick slap struck. The ogre towers above you, that grim giant, Empty of feeling, a colossal cruel, Soon victim of the tale's conclusion, dead At last. You hate him, you imagine Chopping clean the tree he's scrambling down Or plotting deeper pits to trap him in. You cannot understand, not yet, The hurt your easy tears can scald him with, Nor guess the wavering hidden behind that mask. This fierce man longs to lift you, curb your sadness With piggy-back or bull-fight, anything, But dare not ruin the lessons you should learn. You must not make a plaything of the rain. (Mervyn Morris)

1. (a)What does Morris's writing make you feel about the child and his father in this poem?[25]