Write a personal narrative of 500–750 words about a lesson learned or an important personal event. your personal narrative should have a beginning, middle, and a conclusion that ties up the narrative by answering questions and revealing your purpose. review you narrative, and make sure you have • developed a clear sequence of events. • used first-person point of view. • used a variety of narrative techniques. • used vivid and sensory language. • created a chronological sequence. • used transitions that indicate chronological sequence. • used three module vocabulary words. • included at least one correctly punctuated sentence beginning with a subordinate clause.

In the following line, "so many crazed men, so much shouting, so much brutality, " what type of rhetorical feature is wiesel using to emphasize the image?

In the paragraph box, write the main idea of the paragraph below. the best leaders are organized, efficient, and punctual. molly spencer, the president of the spanish club is just this type of leader. she keeps all of the club's folders and rosters neatly arranged. she has organized several events to students celebrate the spanish language, and her fund-raisers have several students pay for study spanish abroad programs. in addition, she's never been late to a meeting. molly spencer is the perfect example of a leader.

Historical fiction is concerned with depicting historical figures and events in a new light. in this excerpt from arthur conan doyle's "the contest," which two sentences most clearly describe historical elements? policles sprang readily to his feet at the challenge, and the great company making way for him to pass, he found himself a minute later standing in his unkempt garb, with his frayed and weather-beaten harp in his hand, before the expectant crowd. he stood for a moment tightening a string here and slackening another there until his chords rang true. then, amid a murmur of laughter and jeers from the roman benches immediately before him, he began to sing. he had prepared no composition, but he had trained himself to improvise, singing out of his heart for the joy of the music. he told of the land of elis, beloved of jupiter, in which they were gathered that day, of the great bare mountain slopes, of the swift shadows of the clouds, of the winding blue river, of the keen air of the uplands, of the chill of the evenings, and the beauties of earth and sky. it was all simple and childlike, but it went to the hearts of the olympians, for it spoke of the land which they knew and loved. yet when he at last dropped his hand, few of them dared to applaud, and their feeble voices were drowned by a storm of hisses and groans from his opponents. he shrank back in horror from so unusual a reception, and in an instant his blue-clad rival was in his place. if he had sung badly before, his performance now was inconceivable. his screams, his grunts, his discords, and harsh jarring cacophonies were an outrage to the very name of music.