Question

Englsih help

Answer 1

Okay, I'm here.

Answer 2

"Why are you staring at the mirror?" asked Rangoni as he entered his twin sister Marey's room. She frowned in annoyance as he plopped down on her bed and started thumbing through her comic books.
"I am considering whether or not to get a haircut," Marey replied.
"Are you crazy?" Rangoni asked. "You have been growing out your hair since you were three. I thought you loved having long hair."
"I do love it," agreed Marey. "However, we are in a new state, in a new school, and in a new house. Everything is changing, so I might as well change, too." Rangoni stared thoughtfully out the window.
"I know how you feel," he said. "I am worried about fitting in at our new school. I thought I might sell my motorcycle and buy a used car. What if I am the only student at school with a motorcycle? I don't want to feel out of place."
"That is a ridiculous plan," exclaimed Marey. "You love your motorcycle more than anything! Uncle Vanya left it to you, and I know it has sentimental value. Who cares if none of your new friends have motorcycles? You don't have to throw away the past to embrace the future."
"I guess you're right," Rangoni admitted. "I suppose you'll keep your long hair, then?" Marey laughed and tugged on her long ponytail.
"Maybe I will, or maybe I won't," she told her brother. "I've always been better at giving advice than taking it."

Answer 3

probably a. it's kind of a weird question

Answer 4

wasnt A try again?

Answer 5

so sorry. yeah, are you allowed to?

Answer 6

yeah

Answer 7

how many retrys do you have?

Answer 8

1 more

Answer 9

B would be my guess

Answer 10

"Why are you staring at the mirror?" asked Rangoni as he entered his twin sister Marey's room. She frowned in annoyance as he plopped down on her bed and started thumbing through her comic books.
"I am considering whether or not to get a haircut," Marey replied.
"Are you crazy?" Rangoni asked. "You have been growing out your hair since you were three. I thought you loved having long hair."
"I do love it," agreed Marey. "However, we are in a new state, in a new school, and in a new house. Everything is changing, so I might as well change, too." Rangoni stared thoughtfully out the window.
"I know how you feel," he said. "I am worried about fitting in at our new school. I thought I might sell my motorcycle and buy a used car. What if I am the only student at school with a motorcycle? I don't want to feel out of place."
"That is a ridiculous plan," exclaimed Marey. "You love your motorcycle more than anything! Uncle Vanya left it to you, and I know it has sentimental value. Who cares if none of your new friends have motorcycles? You don't have to throw away the past to embrace the future."
"I guess you're right," Rangoni admitted. "I suppose you'll keep your long hair, then?" Marey laughed and tugged on her long ponytail.
"Maybe I will, or maybe I won't," she told her brother. "I've always been better at giving advice than taking it."

Answer 11

was that second guess right? I believe that it should be B on this one

Answer 12

yes

Answer 13

Grant College
Office of Admissions
12345 College Rd.
Lewisville, TX 75077

www.grantcollege.edu.org
A $40 non-refundable application fee must accompany this application.

(** indicates a required field)
**Name: ______________________________
**Social Security Number: ______-______-______
Email Address: ______________________________
**Home Phone Number: (______) _______-_________
**Home Address: ______________________________
**City/State/Zip: _____________________________
**Date of Birth: ______/______/__________
Gender: _____M _____F
Ethnic Group
White (not of Hispanic origin)
Black (not of Hispanic origin)
Hispanic
Asian
American Indian or Alaskan Native
Other
Plans for study
to complete my degree/certificate
to transfer credits to another institution
for personal enrichment
**High School
High school graduate
High school name: ____________________
City/State: _________________________ GPA: ________
GED recipient

Answer 14

probably d since it's a college application

Answer 15

How to Organize Your Room


Have a room full of stuff you never use but never bothered to throw away? Read on to learn how to organize your stuff, step by step.

Start with a small area, like a closet or desk.

Spread everything that is in that area out on the floor or bed.


Make separate piles for things that you want to:
Throw away
Give away
Keep and use a lot
Keep but not use much
Display (for example, artwork)
Move

Sort through the "Throw away" pile. Recycle what you can and throw the rest out.


Give things in the "Give away" pile to a shelter or charitable organization.

Store the things in the "Keep but not use much" pile in large containers. Store these containers in miscellaneous locations, such as at the bottom of a closet, under a bed, or in an attic or basement.

Put stuff you want to "Display" on the wall so that it is out of the way but still viewable.

Separate things you want to use a lot into categories. For example, put all of your writing utensils in a cup.

Move things in the "Move" pile to somewhere else in the room or house. As you move those items, think carefully about whether you really need them or not. If they don't belong in your room, do they belong anywhere else? If not, throw them out or give them away.

Put your contained items into their appropriate location. Again, look through them to see if you really need to use them. Put the containers in appropriate locations, but still out of the immediate way. For instance, put your writing utensils on a desk, but to the back or side of the desktop.

When storing items, remember to build up, not out. Store things on shelves instead of the center of the room.

Choose another small area and use steps 2–11 until the entire room has been organized.


Tips
Use a computer to store documents and so on. Then, recycle the paper copies.
Stuff that you give away should be in good condition.
If you have younger siblings, you could put the "Give away" pile on display and allow them to pick and choose items they want.

Answer 16

@LoverofWords

Answer 17

what do you think? it says right at the end

Answer 18

C?

Answer 19

yep

Answer 20

from An Indian Teacher Among Indians
II. A Trip Westward
by Zitkala-Sa

At a small station, consisting of a single frame house with a rickety board walk around it, I alighted from the iron horse, just thirty miles from my mother and my brother Dawée. A strong hot wind seemed determined to blow my hat off, and return me to olden days when I roamed bareheaded over the hills. After the puffing engine of my train was gone, I stood on the platform in deep solitude. In the distance I saw the gently rolling land leap up into bare hills. At their bases a broad gray road was winding itself round about them until it came by the station. Among these hills I rode in a light conveyance, with a trusty driver, whose unkempt flaxen hair hung shaggy about his ears and his leather neck of reddish tan. From accident or decay he had lost one of his long front teeth.
Though I call him a paleface, his cheeks were of a brick red. His moist blue eyes, blurred and bloodshot, twitched involuntarily. For a long time he had driven through grass and snow from this solitary station to the Indian village. His weather-stained clothes fitted badly his warped shoulders. He was stooped, and his protruding chin, with its tuft of dry flax, nodded as monotonously as did the head of his faithful beast.
All the morning I looked about me, recognizing old familiar sky lines of rugged bluffs and round-topped hills. By the roadside I caught glimpses of various plants whose sweet roots were delicacies among my people. When I saw the first cone-shaped wigwam, I could not help uttering an exclamation which caused my driver a sudden jump out of his drowsy nodding.
At noon, as we drove through the eastern edge of the reservation, I grew very impatient and restless. Constantly I wondered what my mother would say upon seeing her little daughter grown tall. I had not written her the day of my arrival, thinking I would surprise her. Crossing a ravine thicketed with low shrubs and plum bushes, we approached a large yellow acre of wild sunflowers. Just beyond this nature's garden we drew near to my mother's cottage. Close by the log cabin stood a little canvas-covered wigwam. The driver stopped in front of the open door, and in a long moment my mother appeared at the threshold.
I had expected her to run out to greet me, but she stood still, all the while staring at the weather-beaten man at my side. At length, when her loftiness became unbearable, I called to her, "Mother, why do you stop?"
This seemed to break the evil moment, and she hastened out to hold my head against her cheek.
"My daughter, what madness possessed you to bring home such a fellow?" she asked, pointing at the driver, who was fumbling in his pockets for change while he held the bill I gave him between his jagged teeth.
"Bring him! Why, no, mother, he has brought me! He is a driver!" I exclaimed.
Upon this revelation, my mother threw her arms about me and apologized for her mistaken inference. We laughed away the momentary hurt.

Answer 21

B

Answer 22

Ethan did his best to avoid looking at T.J. and Joey when he said, "Yeah, I'm not going to be able to go to the concert. Brandon's got a doctor’s appointment. I have to help my mom get him in and out of the car and the doctor's office."
Ethan’s brother Brandon did not have a doctor's appointment. Ethan did not want his friends to know the truth. His mom said that he could not go to the concert.
Unlike Joey’s and T.J.’s moms, his mom was strict. As a result, he often found himself in situations like the one in which he currently found himself. He continued expanding his excuse. He talked about Brandon’s health problems, about wanting to spend time with Brandon, about being the only person who could help his mom.
Some of it was true. Some of it was not. It did not really matter. T.J. and Joey had stopped listening. Neither friend was actually foolish enough to think that Ethan would be able to go to the concert. They knew that his mom was strict. They doubted the story about Brandon’s doctor’s appointment. However, they chose not to say anything. Knowing that Ethan was touchy when conversation turned towards his mother’s rules, they wanted to help him save face. They asked him to go to the concert because they did not want him to feel left out.

Answer 23

D

Answer 24

@tesla117

Answer 25

The Parts of a Sailboat

In order to know how to sail a sailboat, one must first know the anatomy of a sailboat. The basic parts of a sailboat are the sails, hull, rudder, keel, and tiller. There are two main types of sails, the mainsail, which is the large sail, and the jib, the smaller sail. The mainsail is attached to the mast, a tall, vertical pole, and to the boom, a short, horizontal pole. The mainsail can be directed by rotating the boom 360 degrees left and right of the mast. When the mainsail is placed perpendicular to the wind, it billows out and propels the boat at higher speeds. When the mainsail is positioned parallel to the wind, the sail is empty and does not move the boat. The hull is the body or the lowermost, hollow, floating part of the vessel. The keel is an extended fin-like appendage that is attached to the bottom of the hull and extends down into the water and provides balance. The tiller and rudder are at the back of the boat. The tiller is in the hull and acts as a steering apparatus. It moves the rudder left and right. The rudder is a smaller fin-like part that is in the water behind the boat and causes the boat to go the opposite way it is turned. Becoming familiar with these sailboat terms lays a foundation for learning how to sail.

Answer 26

I'd say A

Answer 27

try again

Answer 28

D (so sorry)

Answer 29

The Trek

"Hurry, Jump. There’s no time to lose," Thomas urged his horse.
Thomas and Jump whipped around the dense collection of trees within the forest. However, their pace was not quick enough for Thomas; he needed them to move faster. Sadly, he knew that Jump, with all of her physical energy and ability, could not exceed the insane pace that they had began a few weeks before. Thomas needed to get to his mother before she became any weaker.
We already spent far too long looking for this herb and powder, Thomas thought as gripped the pouch around his neck.
Suddenly, pellets of rain fell from above. At first, the rain created a hazy mist while Thomas and Jump maneuvered through the forest. However, its intensity increased into sheets of rain as they delved deeper, slackening their pace considerably. Thomas leaned forward on Jump’s back to help try to quicken their speed. The more Jump struggled to walk, the deeper Thomas’ heart sank into despair. They were losing more time, and soon, the sun would disappear beyond the horizon.
Thomas saw the row of trees to the right side of him. The branches of the trees overlapped so that little rain penetrated the canopy. Thomas steered Jump to the trees and felt an immediate a difference—finally relief from the pounding of the rain. The rain subsided as Thomas and Jump continued their wearying pace again. Then, unexpectedly, they escaped the confines of the forest and reached the clearing that was only a few miles away from Thomas’ village.
"Okay, Jump, this is it. We’re almost there, so give me all that you’ve got, girl," Thomas implored.
Jump bolted ahead toward the direction of the village. There, she could finally get the rest that both of them greatly needed after an arduous journey. Home was in their grasp when they first came upon the view of the village, and Jump pushed forward and reached the front door of Thomas’ modest home. Thomas leapt off of Jump, gave her a quick pat, and opened the door.
Thomas’ mother was lying limply on the bed. He rushed to her side and whispered to her, "Mother, I’m here. I found it. I found the herb and the powder to make you better."
"That’s lovely, my son," Thomas’ mother mouthed as she tried to lift her hand to pat him. It just fell limp.
Thomas hurried to prepare the herb and the powder as he had learned out in the wilderness. He gave the liquid to his mother and patiently waited for it to take effect. Thomas stayed up all night until at long last his mother opened her eyes and said, "Thank you, my boy."
A smile broke through the lines of worry on Thomas’ face that had deepened over the weeks. He leaned back in his chair and looked at his mother.

Answer 30

Should be A

Answer 31

Fans
by J. Robbins

“Where are we supposed to sit?” yelled Dashiell over the pounding sounds of the band Spoiled Angry Monkey Pants. His best friend Valancy, who had her fingers stuck in her ears to salvage her hearing, didn’t respond. The concert hall was filled to overflowing with enthusiastic fans. All of the lights had been dimmed to provide ambiance, and Dashiell was getting a headache from squinting to see through the darkness. The people around him alternated dancing and singing with shoving and arguing, and he was growing more anxious by the second. He tried to push through the mass of people and protect Valancy at the same time.
“I can’t see anything, Dash,” Valancy hollered at the top of her lungs. “Do you know where we’re going?” Dashiell smiled down at her with a confidence he didn’t truly feel.
“Sure thing, ace,” he screamed. “I’ll get these goons out of our way.” Unfortunately, the band finished playing their song just as Dashiell spoke. His boast echoed across the darkened room, and he felt hundreds of hostile eyes pointed in his direction. Valancy, her face bright red with embarrassment, quickly pulled him into a tiny alcove.
“I’m sure our band will come on soon,” said Valancy hopefully as she shoved garbage off two seats in the alcove. The ground was littered with abandoned gum and discarded candy wrappers, and her feet stuck to the floor as she tried to sit in a chair.
“Yeah, Evil Robot Theory never disappoints their fans, and that’s why they’re the best band in the whole—EWW!” Dashiell shouted as he sat down in a pool of spilled soda. Valancy finally pulled her foot free from a wad of gum and nearly fell face-first into a pile of concession stand nachos someone had thrown on the floor.
“I have the new Evil Robot Theory CD in my car,” she told her friend. “Why don’t we just get out of here?” Dashiell nodded gratefully, and they began the long, arduous trip out of the concert hall. On the main stage, Spoiled Angry Monkey Pants began to play their hit song, “Inexplicable Apathetic Rant, Part Two,” which inspired their fans to a new level of frenzied dancing and shouting.

Answer 32

D

Answer 33

Dear Customer Service Representative:

I bought the CleanPro vacuum cleaner off your Web site based on your false advertising of its effectiveness. When I received the vacuum, I was excited to use it, but I quickly became disappointed when I saw that it did not perform to the standard I expected. The unit was noisy, heavy, and hard to maneuver. Furthermore, it did not have enough suction to completely clean my carpets. After just three uses, something inside the unit broke (I heard it snap), and now I can’t get the vacuum to work correctly. I checked online forums for the CleanPro and have seen that hundreds of other customers have the same complaints as me. I’m wondering if your company even knows how to make vacuum cleaners. I consider my CleanPro to be a waste of money.

Your former customer,

Trish Jennings

Answer 34

B

Answer 35

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Answer 36

B

Answer 37

Belong Here University
1234 Highway to Your Dreams
Dream City, Dream State 56789

Dear Student,

We are writing to invite you to apply for admission to You Belong Here University. The information our school has received about your academic performance so far has convinced us that you are a quality applicant. You will make a great YBHU student.

The cultural diversity, stellar instructional staff, state-of-the-art facilities, and vast network of alumni are just a few reasons why you should consider coming here. Whatever your interests in furthering your education are, we are sure you will find a marvelous program to suit your needs here at YBHU. Our small class size provides students with an atmosphere that encourages questions and interactions with both professors and classmates.

Our school has a very rich history. It was founded nearly 150 years ago by George Hanwingspan, a man who believed strongly in educating people for life. The university began as a reading class taught under a tree. It grew quickly into several school buildings, and the enrollment has increased steadily from there.

We believe you have what it takes to add to our school’s rich tapestry of alumni. Your proven dedication to academic excellence in your school career thus far perfectly aligns with our admission requirements. YBHU looks forward to receiving your application in the mail soon.

Remember, what you start here changes the world. You belong at YBHU.

Sincerely,

YBHU Admissions

Answer 38

either a or d

Answer 39

probably d

Answer 40

btw how many questions left?

Answer 41

2 more

Answer 42

Passage 1

Global Warming is Not Real


If you’re a supporter of the movement to end global warming, chances are you’ve seen Al Gore’s movie An Inconvenient Truth. In case you forgot, Al Gore is a politician, not a scientist. Politicians are notorious for making things up in order to make citizens vote for things. Fear is one of their favorite means of promoting their agenda. They know that the ordinary person will not take the time to research the facts for him or herself. People believe whatever they see on TV or read in the newspaper.
In the event you actually care about what happens to the environment since we all have to live in it, please do your part. Recycling, trying to avoid polluting the earth, reducing carbon footprints—these are legitimate things we can do to help the world we live in since we have to breathe the air and drink the water.
Let’s stop trying to make people afraid of everything. Instead, let’s encourage citizens to think for themselves. Many of the scientists whose statistics show that global warming is real were already concerned about it. They looked at the evidence for proof of global warming rather than looking at it objectively. The rise in temperatures could be a natural climate change.

Passage 2

Global Warming is Your Problem Whether You Believe It or Not


Whether they agree on how severe the effects of it will be or not, most scientists acknowledge that global warming is real. Few, if any, politicians are willing to get involved in the global warming debate because they are afraid of what might happen if the government and citizens are told they have to invest a lot of their money to becoming environmentally friendly. In fact, in some cases, a country-wide decision to “go green” could cause some people to lose their jobs.
If you do not believe in global warming, you must agree that everyone can do something easy to help reduce his or her impact on the environment. Walk or ride your bike when you can instead of driving everywhere. Turn off lights when you are not using them.
To the scientists who say severe weather as a result of what we call global warming is not a concern, I say take one look at New Orleans or Sri Lanka. Thousands of people have already lost their lives, homes, and families to catastrophic weather occurrences. If there is any chance that global warming might have an effect on the weather, I think we should do what we can to end it.

Answer 43

@LoverofWords

Answer 44

@LoverofWords

Answer 45

probably b

Answer 46

Public Figures, Private Morality

Most people would agree that citizens have a right to privacy and that what goes on in their homes is nobody’s business as long as it is not against the law or detrimental to public welfare. So, why is it that people want to know the intimate details of public figures’ lives? Does the private life and morality, or lack thereof, of a public figure impact his or her ability to serve?
I would say there is some information I would rather not know about the local news person. However, a wise person once said, “Character is what you do when no one else is looking.” When someone is in a position to make decisions that affect my everyday life, I want to know who this person is when the cameras aren’t on.
As the adage says, “Actions speak louder than words.” A person who has proven to be untrustworthy in a smaller arena should not be trusted with taxpayer money, regardless of his or her ability to say all the right things.
We must also consider the amount of income these public figures generate from the public. (This includes politicians’ salaries as well as money spent on movies and CDs that celebrities pocket.) To a certain extent, all elections are based on character. Many politicians and other people in the public eye rise to notoriety on the basis of their self-proclaimed stances on family values and moral issues. In the same vein, many entertainers often gain support for their music and movies based on their positive images. These people are the ones putting their own character on display. So why shouldn’t we examine it?
The best leaders have great character. These are the people who have the courage to stand up for what they believe in, even when it gets tough. They are also the ones who tell the truth and keep their promises. The public should be allowed to decide whether or not to support someone based on the individual’s character. This is why I support the media’s right to investigate and publish details of public figures' lives.
Politicians who have a record of accepting favors and gifts from the wealthy will more than likely look out for their wealthy friends’ interests. Voters should be privy to this information. Likewise, if someone in a leadership position personally espouses views that are discriminatory, then this information should also be made public.
But make no mistake. I don’t support prying into every detail of a public figure’s life. I don’t need to know what kind of toothpaste someone uses or all the gory details of private indiscretions. Wisdom and decency should be considered when deciding what to publish and what to keep private.

Answer 47

B

Answer 48

@tesla117 how many are left?

Answer 49

@tesla117 please post only one question per thread.. as it is against the CoC to post multiple questions within one thread.
@LoverofWords please do not give direct answers, as it is against the CoC.

Answer 50

I'm only saying this because I don't want either of you to get in trouble, okay? (:

Answer 51

Whenever my mother talks to me, she begins the conversation as if we were already in the middle of an argument.
“Pearl-ah, have to go, no choice,” my mother said when she phoned last week. After several minutes I learned the reason for her call: Auntie Helen was inviting the whole family to my cousin Bao-bao’s engagement party.
“The whole family” means the Kwongs and the Louies. The Kwongs are Auntie Helen, Uncle Henry, Mary, Frank, and Bao-bao. And these days “the Louies” really refers only to my mother and me, since my father is dead and my brother, Samuel, lives in New Jersey. We’ve been known as “the whole family” for as long as I can remember, even though the Kwongs aren’t related to us by blood, just by marriage; Auntie Helen’s first husband was my mother’s brother, who died long before I was born.
And then there’s my cousin Bao-bao, whose real name is Roger. Everyone in the family has been calling him Bao-bao ever since he was a baby, which is what bao-bao means, “precious baby.” Later, we kept calling him that because he was the crybaby who always wailed the minute my aunt and uncle walked in the door, claiming we other kids had been picking on him. And even though he’s now thirty-one years old, we still think of him as Bao-bao—and we’re still picking on him.
from Kitchen God's Wife by Amy Tan

Answer 52

@tesla117 please do not post any more questions in this thread.

Answer 53

@tesla117 please close this question. Thanks. (: