ENGLISH MIDDLE SCHOOL

In which sentence is the predicate nominative correct. A it is I B it is me C this is her D that is us.

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Answer 1
Answer:

c. this is her.

I think.


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HIGH SCHOOL

Walt Whitman was an American poet, journalist, and he also wrote essays. Which revision most effectively corrects the faulty parallelism in the sentence?

1. Walt Whitman, an American, not only wrote poetry but also essays and newspaper stories.
2. American Walt Whitman wrote poetry as well as writing for newspapers and essays.
3. Walt Whitman was an American poet, journalist, and essayist.
4. American poet Walt Whitman wrote for newspapers and also essays.

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"Walt Whitman was an American poet, journalist, and essayist" is the one among the following revisions that most effectively corrects the faulty parallelism in the sentence. The correct option among all the options that are given in the question is the third option or option "C". I hope the answer helps you. 

3. Walt Whitman was an American poet, journalist, and essayist.

Parallelism is the repetition of the same grammatical structure in a list of corresponding ideas. In the original sentence the author begins Walt Whitman's career titles as nouns, and then changes the last one to an independent clause. To fix the problem, the independent clause needs to change to a noun that means "he wrote essays." An author of essays is an essayist. This is the correct revision to create appropriate parallelism.

MIDDLE SCHOOL

I NEED help quick! I need atleast 2 paragraphs talking about any book that you like. It can be why you like it and stuff like that

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i truly enjoy the book Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell. It truly relates to me in a deep level, as i am a college student, who wrote fan fiction and is 33% made p of anxiety. It explains how there is dysfunctional families out there and it creates a comfort for me where i can see that my family is not the only one out there in deep trouble no one else knows. I remember starting to read the book in 7th grade (for the first time) and realizing that for the first time i could relate to a character, they were no hero, and no pretty girl that i would never be. They were humans. Cather from Fangirl was a human. And one of the most relateable ones out there.

Fangirl was a great hit to heart for me because aside from the character and her family there was love in it. The protagonist falls in love with another character, and as a little girl, dreaming to be happy with someone, Fangirl truly captured that magic of love. Bunches of years later, im in college, i have  a serious relationship with a charming boy, and i quote the things stated i Fangirl. The book gave me hope as a child, and i gladly live to it and read it religiously because it gave me a warmth in my stomach nothing ever could.


fix it and tweak it as you like. i just ranted


COLLEGE

What is explicit meaning?

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stated clearly and in detail, leaving no room for confusion or doubt.
MIDDLE SCHOOL

Which of the following would best quickly show the differences between two detailed subjects? A clear heading and title
A chronological organization
A table listing key information
A long explanation of differences

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Answer:

C.) A table listing key information

Explanation:

We can rule D out because the question asked for the differences provided quickly. A clear heading and a title could show at least one difference but that's it. So we can rule A out too. chronological organization is great if your trying to make a timeline, not so much as for contrasting text. After ruling out B, that leaves us with "A table listing key information". So our answer is C.

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