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katherine:

The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract.

katherine:

What does President Lincoln imply by the line in bold? It is lucky that the battle has already ended so the speech can go on. It is wrong to stand on the ground where people have given their lives. It is a political mistake to give a speech in this dismal location. It is the sacrifice of the soldiers that has truly made the place sacred.

katherine:

@Ultrilliam @Vocaloid

katherine:

I think it's D

Pixel:

what bold line e.e

katherine:

The senc. that i posted on the green box....

Pixel:

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Pixel:

i dont see no bold e.e

katherine:

the bold is the sentence......

Pixel:

BUT ITS NOT BOLD

Pixel:

you throw ppl off that way e.e

katherine:

THAT'S THE BOLD SENTENCE

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Pixel:

Based on context clues i thibk its D

katherine:

omg x'D

Pixel:

medal me boi

Pixel:

i did english

katherine:

LEL

katherine:

can you help me with one more?

Pixel:

depends

katherine:

(1) Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation: conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war ... testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated ... can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. (2) We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that this nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate ... we cannot consecrate ... we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. What is the main purpose of the first paragraph of this speech? It clearly and directly states the counterclaim. It introduces the topic and hooks the audience. It gives the speaker’s history for common ground. It provides a transition between arguments.

katherine:

C?

Pixel:

it could be c or B

katherine:

dang. now I need to think.

katherine:

@Bearclaws72

katherine:

come to ussssssss

Bearclaws72:

@Pixel Shut the hell up first of all

katherine:

<3

katherine:

idk if it's b or c ;-;

Bearclaws72:

Ok gimme a sec just kinda helping Ultri with his stuff

katherine:

mkay :P

Bearclaws72:

What lesson is this from on Flvs?

katherine:

Yes sir

Bearclaws72:

Ok but what lesson XD

katherine:

uhh, well.. it's the uh Segment Exam thingy

katherine:

"Final Exams" to make it sound more fancy

Bearclaws72:

Alright gimme a sec

Bearclaws72:

Ive already taken this :/ XD

katherine:

Do you pass?

Bearclaws72:

Yah of course

katherine:

So, what the answer for the 2nd question?

Bearclaws72:

B

katherine:

you sure?

Bearclaws72:

Yup

katherine:

do you know the one with " This passage reveals that Gregor is

katherine:

it's q 5

katherine:

bear ;-; alive?

Bearclaws72:

YAH SORRY XD

katherine:

so what do you think it is?

Bearclaws72:

Post the whole question I dont have it ;-;

katherine:

(1)One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. (2)"What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table –Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. (3)Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. "How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense", he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn't get into that position. However hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was. He must have tried it a hundred times, shut his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look at the floundering legs, and only stopped when he began to feel a mild, dull pain there that he had never felt before. This passage reveals that Gregor is cruel lazy hardworking passive

katherine:

I think it's D

Bearclaws72:

Yah I wanna say D I read the passage but didnt really know the question XD

katherine:

MACBETH. She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. Which line refers to the meaninglessness of life? "All our yesterdays have lighted fools/ The way to dusty death." "To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,/ Creeps in this petty pace from day to day," "Out, out, brief candle!" "full of sound and fury,/ Signifying nothing."

Bearclaws72:

B

katherine:

100?

Bearclaws72:

Yerp

katherine:

Read the following sentence and then select the correct word to go in the blank: After they told him he wasn’t good enough for the team, he felt _____. amorous sensory euphonious dejected

Bearclaws72:

dejected

katherine:

Read the sentence from the passage and answer the question that follows: "A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table –Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame." The purpose of this sentence in the second paragraph is to show the reality of Gregor's situation reveal Gregor as a untidy individual uncover that Gregor has a girlfriend expose Gregor's hatred for his jo

Pixel:

Stop asking questions jesus christ

katherine:

well what do you want me to do? Draw butterflies?

Pixel:

i get notified everytime you post a reply

katherine:

I come here to ask questions

Pixel:

and its godamn loud

Pixel:

just make another damn question

katherine:

mute your volume

Bearclaws72:

Well then you shouldnt have answered with retarded answers Pixel

Pixel:

no im listening to music

Pixel:

and they werent retarded

katherine:

we're almost done. relax

Bearclaws72:

Then turn off your notifications you lazy piece of garbage

Pixel:

JUST POST ANOTHER FAWKING QUESTION PLEASE

katherine:

is it A?

Bearclaws72:

Nah dont post another one

Pixel:

Bananaing hell

katherine:

why can't you just exit out from here?

Pixel:

it still notifies after i leave because ive answered and tried to help but bear thinks otherwise

Bearclaws72:

Yah I think you're retarded

katherine:

it won't make noises if you leave e.e

Pixel:

yes it will

katherine:

okay guys, just come on. beary, leave him alone, pixel, exit out, and me let's finish

Pixel:

JUST ASK ANOTHER QUESTION

Pixel:

AND I HAVE LEFT

katherine:

OKAYYYYYYYYYYY

Bearclaws72:

How about you shut the hell up

Pixel:

YOU BOTH GET MORE GODAMN POINTS

Bearclaws72:

@katherine Dont post another one its not our fault he is Animeing retarded

katherine:

okokok, just let's answer the question

Pixel:

BEAR ITS NOT MY FAULT MY COUSIN IS DYING IN THE HOSPITAL

Bearclaws72:

Btw I want to say he has a girlfriend

katherine:

what does that have to do with anything?

Bearclaws72:

Did I ask about your cousin? No and I dont care I dont fall for guilt trips if im being mean to you

katherine:

with your cuz? sorry to hear that, but your cuz has nothing to do with my reading

Pixel:

IT HAS TO DO WITH bear

Pixel:

i dont give a sh1t about your english

katherine:

then why did you come and help me.....?

Bearclaws72:

Plz call me Mark if you are being serious about talking to me.

Pixel:

bc i wanted to be nice

katherine:

you're not now

Pixel:

and take my mind off my cousin

katherine:

(1) Four score and seven years ago, our fathers brought forth upon this continent a new nation: conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war ... testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated ... can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war. (2) We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that this nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this. But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate ... we cannot consecrate ... we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember, what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. Pay close attention to the word choice in the passage. What is the purpose of this speech? To anger and excite To honor and inspire To soften and retreat To alter and change

katherine:

is it B?

Bearclaws72:

B

katherine:

)One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. (2)"What's happened to me?" he thought. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table –Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. (3)Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. "How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense", he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn't get into that position. However hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was. He must have tried it a hundred times, shut his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look at the floundering legs, and only stopped when he began to feel a mild, dull pain there that he had never felt before. Whose view does the author follow throughout this selection? The woman in the picture's Gregor Samsa's An all-knowing narrator's The author's

katherine:

B?

Bearclaws72:

Yah B for sure

katherine:

MACBETH. She should have died hereafter; There would have been a time for such a word. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. Based on the lines “Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player/That struts and frets his hour upon the stage/And then is heard no more/ It is a tale/Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury/Signifying nothing,” how does Macbeth feel about his life?

katherine:

It should be remembered. It was well spent. It ended too quickly. It has been pointless.

Bearclaws72:

D

katherine:

tysm <3

Pixel:

finally

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