Last week everyone was trying to cheer up Jimmy.对划线部分提问（初中英语）对划线部分提问,划线部分为cheer up Jimmy.

Last week everyone was trying to cheer up Jimmy.对划线部分提问（初中英语）对划线部分提问,划线部分为cheer up Jimmy.
Last week everyone was trying to cheer up Jimmy.对划线部分提问（初中英语）
对划线部分提问,划线部分为cheer up Jimmy.

Last week everyone was trying to cheer up Jimmy.对划线部分提问（初中英语）对划线部分提问,划线部分为cheer up Jimmy.
what was everyone trying to do last week?

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Poverty… Why does there have to be poverty. Why does there have to be a difference between rich and poor. Why.. Why! BUT WHY!! WHY ME!! I Came from a rich family in Pakistan, Dad was a gov...

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Poverty… Why does there have to be poverty. Why does there have to be a difference between rich and poor. Why.. Why! BUT WHY!! WHY ME!! I Came from a rich family in Pakistan, Dad was a governor and we lived in an fancy house we had fancy cars I went a fancy school with fancy uniform with fancy zippers. But then the Afghanistan War broke out my Dad was assassinated and me and my mother had no more protection and was forced to go in to poverty at the age of five.
(Sigh)
Then.. well then.. I and mother fled to Ethiopia when I was Six. We lived a very poor life and had to live on the streets for a few months. But soon my mother remarried to a man, Mr. Burno and they all lived together when I was seven. Then I had a few years of peace and quiet living in a large flat bought by my step-dad. I was educated for about…(pauses to think) three to four years. It was all going well until that monster! That horrible thing! that piece of shit. My step-dad’s business partner, he raped my mother!!! And he did nothing about it, my step-father that coward was too scared. After a year or so my mother found out that he was having an affair, they even already have a child. mom was in extreme shock and horror and ended up suiciding 2 months later. I was only 12 then. The only thing she left me was a letter, a letter from my real dad explaining everything to me and leaving me with a crumpled 20 birr note. There was another envelope inside, containing a picture of my family and me on my 4th birthday. Suddenly I felt hatred and I was extremely tempted to.. to.. well.. kill and murder those people that have given me such a depressing and disheartening childhood.
(Walks around and then sighs)
To make a long story short, my step-dad was relieved that mother had died and almost immediately re-married. I was outraged but I knew I still had to rely on that bastard so I lived on. Within a week he tried to shoo me away but I refused because I knew if I left there was only going to be one choice for me, live on the streets.
(sits back down)

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What did everyone tried to do last week?