Choose the study habit that would most sophia better remember what she reads. a. sophia should write down the main ideas while she is reading and study words from the text aids. b. sophia should study harder and later the night before a test. c. sophia should read a lot about the topic so she doesn't have to depend on what the instructor and the textbook tell her.

Based on the passage, what is the most important thing in lauren's life right now?

Fred: (waves to sarah) hi, i just moved here. my name is fred. sarah: hi fred. where are you from? fred: florida. the weather here in michigan sure is cold. sarah: i know what you mean, i moved here from san diego two years ago. wait until january. fred: i can just imagine. hey do you mind if i sit with you for a little while? sarah: no, take a seat. i’d love the company during lunch. fred: it’s been hard to meet anyone since i started school last week. sarah: no worries. i know exactly how you feel. i moved at the end of the school year and didn’t get to know anyone. then i spent the summer alone. fred: aw, bummer. it sure is tough to start a new school. sarah: yeah, but when school started again, i met some cool people. fred: i am really shy about meeting new people. sarah: well, i can introduce my friends to you. (bell rings) fred: that would be great! guess lunch is over. it’s been great talking to you. sarah: you too. meet me here for lunch tomorrow and i’ll introduce my friends. fred: great. bye. sarah: later. the conversation between fred and sarah is an example of impersonal communication. select the best answer from the choices provided t f

What is the effect of narrator's word choice on the tone of this passage? the words "my heart shrank within itself" create a fearful tone. the words "wounded his fellow" develop a remorseful tone. the words "struck harsh upon my ears" suggest an irritated tone. the words "better-omened" set a hopeful tone. excerpt from "the cabuliwallah" by rabindranath tagore i was sitting in my study, looking through the accounts, when some one entered, saluting respectfully, and stood before me. it was rahmun the cabuliwallah. at first i did not recognise him. he had no bag, nor the long hair, nor the same vigour that he used to have. but he smiled, and i knew him again. "when did you come, rahmun? " i asked him. "last evening," he said, "i was released from jail." the words struck harsh upon my ears. i had never before talked with one who had wounded his fellow, and my heart shrank within itself when i realised this; for i felt that the day would have been better-omened had he not turned up.