Read the argument excerpt related to team use of smart phones and answer the question that follows: "people on either side of smartphones-for-teens debate can't agree on the evidence. sure, there's proof of cyber bullying. there's also proof of educational benefits. yet nothing is conclusive, so no value judgments can be made for everyone on whether smartphones should be banned from teens. anyone supporting such a restriction is naïve and uniformed. he or she is reacting from emotion instead of his or her brain to study all the evidence and make a decision specific to his or her own teen. the bottom line is it's up to parents to be parents. why spend billions of dollars on trying to stop cyber bully or explore educational apps? it's probably just another human assumption that we can control the technology we've created. trying is a waste of time and money. which of the following is true about this are you an expert? 1. it is respectful in tune to the audience and supports it's credible with specific, credible evidence. 2. it contains specific, credible evidence but uses a derespectful tone that should be edited. (i tried, but got it wrong) 3. it feels to support its claim with specific, credible evidence and uses of the respectful tone. 4. it uses a respectful tone but you specific, credible evidence to support the claim.

Which statement best describes the type of appeal used in this public service advertisement? an emotional appeal is made by presenting a wide range of jobs for women. an emotional appeal is made by emphasizing the need for a peaceful approach. an ethical appeal is made by providing pictures of a variety of role models. a logical appeal is made by including words that explain the meaning of the poster.

Part a: what tone does dr. king use in his argument? question 3 options: assertive passive adoring angry

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