Context: After a few pics by the sign I found my campsite and have set up camp for 5 days before I leave on the 26th for Buenos Aires where I catch a container boat back to Europe on the 8th January . Before you all cheer and clap at this being the end of my posts , I am afraid there will prob . be 2 more to come . ( If you 're lucky ! )

Question generated: What may be the reason people would cheer and clap ?
OPTIONS:
- None of the above choices .
- It only takes a few minutes to read their post .
- Their posts only has interesting pictures .
- Their posts are only available as a book .

Context: Hate this why are you here you 'll destroy it and ruin it why did you have to come here ! [ There is heavy breathing , and harsh meaty thumps as she tries to take her sorrow and anger out on the landscape , hitting at the softly rolling hills and the mocking of their waving grass . She digs her fingers into the ground ripping at the cruel grass and bring it up in chunks and crumbles , so intent she does n't notice when she leaves fingernails and skin behind]You came here before and it was n't enough and now you ruin it . You ruin it , and its not real !

Question generated: What is the woman tearing up so vigorously ?
OPTIONS:
- She is destroying the car .
- She is destroying the truck .
- None of the above choices .
- She is destroying the field .

Context: Pot likker soup is basically the rich soup that 's left in the bottom of the pot after they ' ve made their greens . I know ... does n't sound that appetizing , but trust me ... it 's delicious . For appetizers , the fried green tomatoes ( $ 4.95 ) come with a parmesan horseradish dipping sauce . So do the fried okra ( $ 3.95 ) .

Question generated: Why does Pot likker soup not sound very appetizing ?
OPTIONS:
- It is made from greens and meat .
- It is the last soup in the pot .
- It is not rich enough soup .
- It is made in a pot .

Context: The modern philosopher had told me again and again that I was in the right place , and I had still felt depressed even in acquiescence . But I had heard that I was in the wrong place , and my soul sang for joy , like a bird in spring . The knowledge found out and illuminated forgotten chambers in the dark house of infancy . I knew now why grass had always seemed to me as queer as the green beard of a giant , and why I could feel homesick at home .

Question generated:
Was the person longing to be different ?
OPTIONS:
- They wanted to be known as familiar
- They wanted to be like everyone else
- They just wanted to be the same
- None of the above choices .