There are in the listening process. a. 6 steps b. 5 steps c. 3 steps d. 10 steps select the best answer from the choices provided

Read the excerpt from twelfth night, by william shakespeare. if music be the food of love, play on; give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, the appetite may sicken, and so die. that strain again! it had a dying fall: o, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound, that breathes upon a bank of violets, stealing and giving odour! now read the excerpt from "the love song of j. alfred prufrock." for i have known them all already, known them all: have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, i have measured out my life with coffee spoons; i know the voices dying with a dying fall beneath the music from a farther room. what does the phrase “dying fall” most likely mean in both excerpts? the noise is jarring. the noise is soothing. the sounds are fading. the sounds are too loud. mark this and return

“third, all reviewers have a bias – no matter how impartial they try to be, opinions on movies are just that: opinions. this isn’t necessarily a bad thing: if you read a review by a critic that you know prefers foreign films, you know how seriously you should take his scathing critique of ironman.” according to this passage, all reviewers a. prefer foreign films c. have bias b. hated the movie ironman d. refuse to watch popular films

Read this excerpt from i never had it made. "it's all that ought to count," he replied. "but it isn't. maybe one of these days it will be all that counts. that is one of the reasons i've got you here, robinson. if you're a good enough man, we can make this a start in the right direction. but let me tell you, it's going to take an awful lot of courage." he was back to the crossroads question that made me start to get angry minutes earlier. he asked it slowly and with great care. "have you got the guts to play the game no matter what happens? " "i think i can play the game, mr. rickey," i said. the next few minutes were tough. branch rickey had to make absolutely sure that i knew what i would face. beanballs would be thrown at me. i would be called the kind of names which would hurt and infuriate any man. i would be physically attacked. could i take all of this and control my temper, remain steadfastly loyal to our ultimate aim? which is the central idea of this excerpt?