Astudy guide can be created
a. On a computer
b. By hand
c. Both of these
d. None of these

can someone please help me? I just want to know if ts c or d. its a little long but help is appreciated :)

Look at the photograph.



The subject’s facial expression depicts a sense of

hopelessness.
indifference.
concern.
concentration

what point of view is red kayak written from?

Which of the following sentences is most clearly threenarrated and third person omniscient point of view
A. Over 300 passengers were on the train that morning, and not one
of them knew where the train would end up.
B. She flipped through the old scrapbook; the mysterious man stood
in the background of every picture.
C. Everyone seemed to be impressed at the little dog's trick, but Rick
still felt like his dog could do better.
D. He choked down his meal, and wondered if anyone at the table
realized how much he hated collard greens.
SUBMIT

Match the description to the term it represents.

1. Reading is 30 percent slower

2. Readers can digitally browse through a table of contents

3. This medium does not contribute to eye fatigue as much as others

online text
hard copy
Web document

In the passage, what does the phrase "the sun played hide-and-seek" mean?

Jumble words-english TCMOES​

- According to Jobs, what does it mean to be grown up? Cite evidence from this text, your
own experience, and other art or literature in your answer.

According to jobs what does it mean to be grown-up? Cite evidence from the text, your own experience, and other art or literature in your answer.

Which of the following sentences contains a gerund?
OA.
OB.
OC.
OD.
Babysitting is an absolutely tiresome job when you have to watch kids all evening.
Most babysitters find that kids are tough to look after if they have irregular bedtimes.
Parents enjoy the luxury of a babysitter after a long workweek.
Agreat babysitter can be very influential in a young child's life.

Alicia's thoughts and musings

write an essay on the dark night​

1. Correct the errors in the use of Adjectives.
1. I like these kind of books.
2. This is the best pen of the two.
3. Her essay is worst than mine.
4. He is more cleverer than I am.
5. Little money is belter than none.​

PLS HELP!! Critiquing falls within the evaluation process of thinking. In this assignment you will practice high-order thinking skills at the evaluating level by writing a movie critique. Once you have selected a movie, write a 500-word report evaluating the entertainment value you experienced for each of the movie components below. Again, this is not a professional movie critique. The goal is to evaluate and express your personal entertainment level in the following areas:

Story
Plot
Main Characters
Plausibility
Special Effects

Fill in the blanks with the past simple
or the past continious i
h (Mary, break) her leg while she -
(skate)​

help ill give brainliest!

what is the protagonist main motivation for the way he or she acts??

WILL MAKE BRAINLIEAST

Which excerpt from sea life best supports the idea that the narrator feels lonely in her new school?

O I don’t recall jimmy johnson having such a sweet smile in the fifth grade

O Maya hasn’t exactly ditched me, but we don’t have much to talk about anymore

O maybe that’s why all of my classmates have suddenly turned into a fish

O I wish I were popular like sandy quinn because she never has to worry about sitting In the lunchroom by herself

what does jankai realize by the end of the story

Read the letter.

A Letter from the Atlantic

Dear Hannah,

I’ve never seen so much water before—everywhere I look, all I can see around me is placid blue. I’m grateful for the calm water today because it enables me to ascend to the top level of the SS Frisia and look at the Atlantic Ocean that stretches before us until it meets the horizon. I feel the warm air on my face and smell the salty sea air, but there’s a pit in my stomach when I think about how different life in New York will be.

When we first set sail on August 21st, I watched until Hamburg became a miniscule speck in the distance. When I squinted and couldn’t see the familiar buildings with their smoke spewing into the air anymore, Papa told me to look the other way. “You can’t look back,” he said as he walked me to the other side of the ship, his strong arm supporting my shoulders. “Home is there now.” He pointed to a place that was shimmering waves of blue, and I had a hard time visualizing a home that was 6,000 kilometers of water. He told me to close my eyes and picture the skyline that would soon materialize on the horizon. I couldn’t even fathom 6,000 kilometers of water, just like I couldn’t fathom that our new home wouldn’t be Hamburg anymore.

Most of the days at sea have been turbulent; tall waves reach up from the bottom of the sea and smack into the ship, sending us to the ground whenever we are standing. We are jettisoned from one side of the ship to the other like billiard balls; we emigrants glance off one another before moving in separate directions. It was entertaining at first, but now the ship’s rocking motion makes me feel sick, so I descend back to the bottom level where my family’s room is. Through the tiny oval porthole, I watch as the rough water laps the glass.

We play games and read and sleep to pass the time—sometimes there’s violin music that drifts into our room at night. My brother and I step out into the hallway in our socks and dance to the fast beat together, and it makes the boat’s rocking seem bearable. Most nights, we practice some English words with one another peppered in with the German that I will soon use less and less. “I am from Germany,” I practice over and over again, elongating my mouth around vowels that are pronounced differently in English than in German. I still think in German, dream in German, feel German words fly off my tongue with a comfort and speed that I worry I’ll never feel when I speak English. What will happen to me if the English all around me displaces the German of my youth?

There are people on this ship from everywhere: The Kowalski family in the room next to ours is from Poland, while the Ivanov family on the other side is from Russia. We practice basic English with one another: “Good morning. How are you?” Behind the closed doors of strangers’ rooms, I hear unfamiliar consonant sounds making up the lyrics to lilting songs. I can only imagine that these melodies are about feeling adrift; though we come from different places, nostalgia and homesickness know no borders or boundaries.

When I write these letters to you, I wonder where you are and what you are doing. Are you still walking along the canals of the Speicherstadt the way we used to after school? Do you still hear the bells of St. Michael’s Church resounding through the air? Does the bakery on the corner still serve our favorite Brötchen when it comes right out of the oven?

I miss you more than I can say in this letter. Say hello to everyone for me and tell them that my family is doing well. By the time I get on land to mail this letter, I will be at Ellis Island!

Love,

Liesl

Read this passage from Liesl's brother's diary.

I draw pictures of New York in my diary every night. Every time I think about New York, my legs jitter with excitement. Everything will be so new and different! I practice English with everyone I know, even with my family who still wants to speak to me in German. I'm starting to think in English and can't wait until English is all I speak. People walk around here like they are sad, but I couldn't be happier. I think I've already forgotten my life in Hamburg. Ellis Island, here we come!

In the fourth paragraph of "A Letter from the Atlantic," Liesl wonders what will happen "if the English all around [her] displaces the German of [her] youth."

How does Liesl's viewpoint conflict with that of her brother?


Liesl fears she will not speak English well, while her brother is confident in his English skills.

Liesl worries about losing ties to her home culture, while her brother looks forward to joining a new culture.

Liesl plans to remain proficient in German, while her brother plans to embrace English.

Liesl is certain she will be able to embrace two cultures, while her brother thinks he must choose one.

How does the author make connections between the different Cybathlon events?

3. Regarding nonviolence, a famous quote by the Dalai Lama offers a kind of thesis argument for life: "Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible." Do you agree with this statement and claim? Why or why not?

Please help will give brainliest

Which is the best example of a claim made in an argumentative essay?
O A new highway exit will allow shoppers quick access to the shopping center, which is a good thing.
O My family has lived on this road for decades and we feel strongly that the new highway exit is a terrible idea.
OThe new highway exit should not be built near the elementary school because it will increase noise and traffic.
O I heard that building a new highway exit will create many jobs in our community, and I think that is important.

A theme is ___ in concept.
positive
direct
indistinguishable
vague

I need help with number 1-2

Which statement best expresses how the two passages are similar?
In both passages, the characters express concern about the future.
In both passages, men discuss the socially acceptable way to talk to women.
In both passages, couples discuss what they would do in an emergency.
In both passages, characters make generalizations that insult women’s intelligence.

Read the letter.

A Letter from the Atlantic

Dear Hannah,

I’ve never seen so much water before—everywhere I look, all I can see around me is placid blue. I’m grateful for the calm water today because it enables me to ascend to the top level of the SS Frisia and look at the Atlantic Ocean that stretches before us until it meets the horizon. I feel the warm air on my face and smell the salty sea air, but there’s a pit in my stomach when I think about how different life in New York will be.

When we first set sail on August 21st, I watched until Hamburg became a miniscule speck in the distance. When I squinted and couldn’t see the familiar buildings with their smoke spewing into the air anymore, Papa told me to look the other way. “You can’t look back,” he said as he walked me to the other side of the ship, his strong arm supporting my shoulders. “Home is there now.” He pointed to a place that was shimmering waves of blue, and I had a hard time visualizing a home that was 6,000 kilometers of water. He told me to close my eyes and picture the skyline that would soon materialize on the horizon. I couldn’t even fathom 6,000 kilometers of water, just like I couldn’t fathom that our new home wouldn’t be Hamburg anymore.

Most of the days at sea have been turbulent; tall waves reach up from the bottom of the sea and smack into the ship, sending us to the ground whenever we are standing. We are jettisoned from one side of the ship to the other like billiard balls; we emigrants glance off one another before moving in separate directions. It was entertaining at first, but now the ship’s rocking motion makes me feel sick, so I descend back to the bottom level where my family’s room is. Through the tiny oval porthole, I watch as the rough water laps the glass.

We play games and read and sleep to pass the time—sometimes there’s violin music that drifts into our room at night. My brother and I step out into the hallway in our socks and dance to the fast beat together, and it makes the boat’s rocking seem bearable. Most nights, we practice some English words with one another peppered in with the German that I will soon use less and less. “I am from Germany,” I practice over and over again, elongating my mouth around vowels that are pronounced differently in English than in German. I still think in German, dream in German, feel German words fly off my tongue with a comfort and speed that I worry I’ll never feel when I speak English. What will happen to me if the English all around me displaces the German of my youth?

There are people on this ship from everywhere: The Kowalski family in the room next to ours is from Poland, while the Ivanov family on the other side is from Russia. We practice basic English with one another: “Good morning. How are you?” Behind the closed doors of strangers’ rooms, I hear unfamiliar consonant sounds making up the lyrics to lilting songs. I can only imagine that these melodies are about feeling adrift; though we come from different places, nostalgia and homesickness know no borders or boundaries.

When I write these letters to you, I wonder where you are and what you are doing. Are you still walking along the canals of the Speicherstadt the way we used to after school? Do you still hear the bells of St. Michael’s Church resounding through the air? Does the bakery on the corner still serve our favorite Brötchen when it comes right out of the oven?

I miss you more than I can say in this letter. Say hello to everyone for me and tell them that my family is doing well. By the time I get on land to mail this letter, I will be at Ellis Island!

Love,

Liesl

Question 1
Part A

In "A Letter from the Atlantic," what inference can be made about how Liesl feels about the other emigrants aboard the SS Frisia ?


She wishes they didn't play music at night.

She enjoys practicing her English with them.

She wishes they left her alone more often.

She wants to learn more about their native countries.
Question 2
Part B

Which sentence best supports the answer in Part A?


"We practice basic English with one another: 'Good morning. How are you?'"

"We play games and read and sleep to pass the time…"

"There are people on this ship from everywhere…"

"We are jettisoned from one side of the ship to the other like billiard balls…"

1. Why does the poem have a double start – first, “The Lovers of the Poor arrive” and then “The Ladies from the Ladies Betterment League arrive.” Why this double start?

Read this excerpt from Holes.
Which event is the first chronological event of this
passage?
The shovel felt heavy in Stanley's soft, fleshy hands.
He tried to jam it into the earth, but the blade banged
against the ground and bounced off without making a
dent. The vibrations ran up the shaft of the shovel and
into Stanley's wrists, making his bones rattle.
It was still dark. The only light came from the moon
and the stars, more stars than Stanley had ever seen
before. It seemed he had only just gotten to sleep
when Mr. Pendanski came in and woke everyone up.
Mr. Pendanski wakes everyone up.
Stanley sees the moon and the stars.
O Stanley's hands feel the sting of the blow.
The shovel feels heavy in Stanley's hands.
Using all his might, he brought the shovel back down
onto the dry lake bed. The force stung his hands but
made no impression on the earth. He wondered if he
had a defective shovel. He glanced at Zero, about
fifteen feet away, who scooped out a shovelful of dirt
and dumped it on a pile that was already almost a foot
tall.
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How can we promote and extend effective practices, especially in schools with disadvantaged backgrounds?