Question

Portnoy muttered as he slammed the car door. His younger brother Tommy always got what he wanted, but Portnoy never got anything. His friend Bryan told him that parents always spoiled the youngest child, and Portnoy could plainly see that was exactly what was happening at his house.
Tommy had asked for a Wii for Christmas, and, sure enough, he had gotten it. On the other hand, Portnoy had asked for a new iPod, and his parents had gotten him clothes. Of course, he had to admit that he used the Wii as much as Tommy did, and the iPod he had served him well enough.
For Tommy’s birthday, his parents took all his friends out to the amusement park and had a big picnic. Everybody had brought presents. Portnoy’s biggest party was when his mother had brought cupcakes for his whole third-grade class, and he didn’t get any presents at that party.
But the puppy was proof positive that his parents favored Tommy. Portnoy had wanted a dog his whole life, but his parents always had some excuse for not getting one: not enough room, dogs are so dirty, you won’t take care of it. But when Tommy started whining about getting one of Charlie Cavender’s golden lab puppies, his parents hardly even argued with him. Two days later, Portnoy came home from school to find Tommy and his new puppy scrambling around the house.

Answer 1

What would be the most accurate characterization of Portnoy's feelings about his brother?
A.
He thinks Tommy won't take care of the dog.
B.
He feels Tommy manipulates his parents.
C.
He thinks Tommy is lazy.
D.
He feels Tommy is spoiled.

Answer 2

D

Answer 3

ok thx

Answer 4

np

Answer 5

how many of these you got ;-;

Answer 6

20

Answer 7

.-. how many more u got

Answer 8

15

Answer 9

yea.......... im sad;-;

Answer 10

i mean ou can help me on all them but LOL idk

Answer 11

lol

Answer 12

kk post next one

Answer 13

ok

Answer 14

Rascally Ralphie
by Marcie Roper

“Good morning!” I yawned as I floated into the room. My big sister Rita gave me an annoyed look before turning her back and continuing to cook.
“It’s almost lunch, and you are just now getting up.” She sighed and brought me a cup of milk. “Our brother Rick had already finished his homework before breakfast, and you are five years older. You’re fifteen now, Ralphie; even little children put more effort into their daily romping than you put into waking up at a decent hour.”
“Oh, chill out, Rita. I’m not going to have to worry about grades with the football scholarship that’s bound to come my way.” I held back a smirk as I watched her go back to cooking lunch. She was Valedictorian of her class, but it did not come easy to her like sports did for me. She often spent the entire weekend studying for a test or working on only a handful of math problems, even though all of her friends were out at the mall. Kicking my feet up on the table, I stretched and enjoyed the sunlight streaming in the windows.
“You won’t get a scholarship if you can’t graduate,” Rita grumbled as she kicked my feet off the table. Her cheeks were red with anger, and her eyes glared a hole into my skull. It was quite an amusing picture, and I found myself wanting to put my feet back on the table to see what she would do next. Instead, I stroked my chin and let my eyes drop to one of the many newspaper clips Dad carefully cut out that littered the fridge with my football team’s victories. This one was of last year’s state championship game that had overlapped with one of her debate team competitions. Our parents always tried to split their time evenly between our activities, but since this was a huge game and her debate was only a practice competition, our parents chose to go to my game. When I looked back to Rita, I saw her gaze had followed mine and her nostrils were now flared.
“A bunch of jocks running around with a ball is not newsworthy!” She fumed as suddenly the door swung open, and our dad sauntered in to the kitchen. He froze when he caught the wild expression on Rita’s face. She too was in shock, her face flushed, and her eyes focused timidly on the floor. He looked at my hair still a mess from sleep and then to Rita’s angry but hesitant expression, realizing that yet again, his children were arguing. Rita always spoke of how brain trumped brawn, but our dad supported us on a coach’s salary.
“That was a great debate yesterday, Rita. I have very talented kids,” Dad smiled politely. He greeted her with a sweet kiss on the cheek and then sat down with me to discuss weight training. As he mapped out a plan to help me bulk up, I laughed to myself, wondering what I could say during lunch to get another rise out of Rita.
6
Rita is embarrassed when their dad comes in because
A.
she is making dumb jokes and acting foolishly.
B.
she forgot to tell him that his lunch was ready.
C.
he catches her criticizing her brother and sports.
D.
he hears her say that she is quitting the debate team.

Answer 15

im confused._.

Answer 16

i think its c or d what do you think?

Answer 17

whats the question .-.

Answer 18

Rita is embarrassed when their dad comes in because
A.
she is making dumb jokes and acting foolishly.
B.
she forgot to tell him that his lunch was ready.
C.
he catches her criticizing her brother and sports.
D.
he hears her say that she is quitting the debate team.

Answer 19

yea whatdo you think?

Answer 20

yea whatdo you think?

Answer 21

hello?