Ineed with these choose the correct form of the possessive for the underlined word. 15. i received a library card at the public library a. public librarys b. public libraries c. public library's 16. the girls volleyball team placed first at state a. girl's b. girls' c. girl 17. she got lost looking for the women restroom a. women's b. women c. womens's 18. if you want the short it is your a. yours b. your's c. your's 19. the cat hid it's kittens under the stairs a. its b. it's c. its' 20. everyones homework needs to be completed by the end of class. a. everyone's b. everyone c. everyones'

Which excerpt from the awakening best highlights the elation edna feels when she thinks of robert? the morning was full of sunlight and hope. edna could see before her no denial—only the promise of excessive joy. she lay in bed awake, with bright eyes full of speculation. “he loves you, poor fool.” he would come to her in the afternoon or evening, sit and roll his cigarette, talk a little, and go away as he had done the night before. but how delicious it would be to have him there with her! robert did not come that day. she was keenly disappointed. he did not come the following day, nor the next. each morning she awoke with hope, and each night she was a prey to despondency. his horses were full of mettle, and even a little unmanageable. she liked the rapid gait at which they spun along, and the quick, sharp sound of the horses' hoofs on the hard road.

On one hand, i aspire to an ivy league vocation: 1 professor of the sciences in higher education. 2 but like noble amphibians that thrive on land and in the stream, 3 i've got another world of which i like to gladly dream. 4 some say that it's abnormal; my affections are exclusive. 5 in science, they say, emotions are something quite elusive. 6 line 3 exemplifies which kind of figurative language? a) hyperbole b) metaphor c) onomatopoeia d) simile

What theme is the main theme of this excerpt from the metal pig by hans christian andersen? in the garden of the grand duke's palace under the roof of one of the wings were a thousand roses bloom in winter, a little ragged boy had been sitting the whole day long. the boy might serve as a type of italy lovely and smiling and yet suffering. he was hungry and thirsty but no one gave him anything and when it became dark and they were about to close the gardens, the porter turned him out. a long time he stood musing on the bridge which crosses the arno and looking at the glittering stars that were reflected in the water which flowed between him and the wonderful marble bridge trinita. he then walked away towards the metal pig, half note down, clasped it with his arms, and, putting his mouth to the shining snout, drink deep droughts of the fresh water. close-by lay a few salad leaves into chestnuts, which register for his supper. no one was in the street but himself. it belonged only to him. he boldly seated himself on the pig's back, leaned forward so that his curly head could rest on the head of the animal, and, before he was aware, fell asleep. it was midnight. the metal pig raised himself gently, and the boy heard him say quite distinctly, hold tight little boy, for i am going to run, and way he started for most wonderful ride first they arrived at the p as the del granduca and the metal horse which bears the dukes statue made allowed