Read the passage. A Whole New World Tanisha lay on her bed and stared at the black, bulky camera on her dresser. What on earth had made her father think that she would want something that was practically an antique? He had presented it to her two months ago and still the camera sat, unused, taking up valuable space among her jewelry box and porcelain cat collection. Tanisha loved taking pictures with her mobile phone and posted regularly on her social media sites. The camera was pretty good even though it was already a few years old. Hundreds of photos of her and her friends had filled the daily stream over the past year, the first year she was allowed to have an account. She occasionally took photos of other things like her cat, Hubble, and hamster, Mr. Lincoln. But most of her pictures were of Tanisha and whomever she was hanging out with that day. When she had opened this unusual gift, her father had mentioned that it might change the way she saw things. Tanisha didn’t have a clue what he meant. Her vision was fine, wasn’t it? He had shown her how to focus the lens and what the different buttons were for. He also tried to show Tanisha how to read the “F stop”—whatever that was—but cut the explanation short when he saw Tanisha’s bored look. He suggested that she just “play around” with it. Tanisha had watched as he loaded the film in the back of the camera, carefully using the small lever to wind it around a small black cylinder. Snapping the cover shut, he handed it to her and told her to have fun. Frankly, “playing” with an ancient camera seemed more like work than fun. Tanisha was accustomed to getting great photos on her camera in an instant. She loved using some of the software tools that allowed her to alter her photos by putting cute borders around them or adding funny features to her friends’ faces. This camera did, well…nothing. Yet, Tanisha was intrigued by her father’s insistence on the camera’s value. Why didn’t he sell it, she wondered? When she had asked about this, her father had said tha