Read the following excerpt from The Story of My Life by Helen Keller. Some one was drawing water and my teacher placed my
hand under the spout. As the cool stream gushed over one
hand she spelled into the other the word water, first slowly,
then rapidly. I stood still, my whole attention fixed upon the
motions of her fingers. Suddenly I felt a misty
consciousness as of something forgotten-a thrill of
returning thought; and somehow the mystery of language
was revealed to me. I knew then that "w-a-t-e-r" meant the
wonderful cool something that was flowing over my hand.
That living word awakened my soul, gave it light, hope, joy,
set it free!

Which aspect of narrative writing does it demonstrate?

A. Conflict

B. Conclusion

C. Exposition

D. Climax

Read the passage: canines may not be the deepest thinkers in the world. but perhaps that's for the best. the life of a dog—sitting alone all day, waiting for everyone to come home—can be pretty boring. super-smart animals would probably get totally stressed out, says university of pennsylvania researcher james serpell. look at it this way: if dogs were any smarter, they probably wouldn't choose to hang around with us. which best describes the tone of the passage?

Which line of dialogue best describes mrs. x’s sense of superiority over miss y at the begging of the play? a. “if you wanted to shoot me it wouldn’t be so surprising, because i stood in your way.” b. “home is the best of all, the theatre next and children—well, you wouldn’t undertake that.” c. i embroidered them myself—i can’t bear tulips, but he wants tulips on everything.” d. it’s sinful to sit here and make fun of ones husband this way when he is kind and a good little man.”

How are the characters of tablin and keyn revealed in this excerpt from "the guard" by simon dunbar? a. indirectly through dialogue and by thoughts and actions b. directly through a narrative description c. indirectly through dialogue "where's my horse? " keyn asked. tablin looked around the dirt courtyard. he tried to peer through the shadowy arches of the flowing barrel. he even twisted in his saddle to look across the merchant's bazaar, past tents and warehouses filled with goods. "i don't know," he said. "did you leave it in your mouth? it's the only place i can think of that's big enough." keyn laughed; something got stuck in his throat half way, and he coughed for breath. "i can see you're good to go,” tablin observed as keyn struggled to clear his throat. “go get your horse yourself before i take the job and leave you to rot in the flowing barrel."