Which elements of a folktale are shown in the description of John Henry? Check all that apply.

He following question refers to the text and graphic below. read the text and view the graphic carefully to you choose the best response. "how 7th grade students at madison middle school use their smart phones" i recently surveyed seventh graders at madison middle school to determine how they used their cell phones. my goal was to determine which daily activities were the most popular. out of 151 seventh graders in our school, 93 of them use smart phones. 57 of those students agreed to track their cell phones usage in a journal for three days. i compared journal statistics and gathered the following data. data revealed that students spent 35 percent of their phone time playing games and using apps. these included games played alone and against friends. it also included social media apps. students spent 21 percent of their time texting and 20 percent of their time listening to music. music included songs downloaded on their phones and music that streamed from other sources.14 percent of cell phone time was spent browsing the internet while 9 percent of the time was spent using the phone to take photographs. most ironically, students reported spending only 1 percent of their time using cell phones to make actual phone calls. image of a graph with the title, how 7th grade students at madison miller middle school use their smart phones. a pie chart is shown with the colours, orange, green, pink, purple, blue and light pink. the following are the present ages. orange 35 percent, games and apps. green, 21 percent, texting. pink 20 percent, music. purple, 14 percent web browsing. blue 9 percent, camera. light pink, 1 percent, phone calls.

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Select the contred text in the passage which sentence in this excerpt from john galsworthy's narrative essay "gone" reflects his view that there is no afterlife? an old woman and mrs. herd's sister were in the sitting-room, they showed us to the crazy, narrow stairway. though we lived distant but four hundred yards of a crows flight, we had never seen mrs. herd before, for that is the way of things in this land of minding one's own business a slight dark girlish-looking woman, almost quite refined away, and with those eyes of the dying, where the spirit is coming through, as it only does when it knows that al is over except just the passing. she lay in a double bed with clean white sheets. a white-washed room, so low that the ceiling almost touched our heads, some flowers in a bow, the small lattice window open. though it was hot in there, it was better far than the rooms of most families in towns, living on a wage of twice as much, for here was no sign of defeat in decency or cleanliness. in her face, as in poor herd's, was that same strange minging of resigned despair and almost eager appeal, so terrible to disappoint. yet, trying not to disappoint it, one felt guilty of treachery: what was the good, the kindness in making this poor bird flutter still with hope against the bars, when fast prison had so surely closed in round her? but what else could we do? we could not give her those glib assurances that naive souls make so easily to others concerning their after state. and the night was so beautiful, so utterly glamourously beautiful, with its star-flowers, and its silence and its trees clothed in moonlight. all was tranquil as a dream of sleep. but it was long before our hearts wandering with poor herd, would let us remember that she had slipped away into so beautiful a dream