(8.R1.2.D) Which statement would best support the author's claim about the success of coping with dyslexia? A
"So he spent most of his time visualizing all the things he would do when
he left school"
B)
c
"We live in a society where reading is very important-not just for school,
but for survival."
.
"The television and film world, with its focus on visuals and emotions,
boasts a surprising number of other dyslexic superstars.
*Clearly, the experiences dyslexic people can have in facing rejection,
overcoming obstacles, and thinking visually and creatively can serve them
well throughout life, even if they still struggle to read."
D)

Read the excerpt below and answer the question. “this fair country alone is settled by freeholders, the possessors of the soil they cultivate . .” in about 100 words, discuss the influence that being a “freeholder” has on a settler and, according to crevecoeur, the admirable qualities it engenders.

Plz im willing to put all my points on the line for this so it would be very nice if u guys could (there is also brainliest on the line)think of an intense argument you had or witnessed sometime in your life. close your eyes and remember every detail. to turn this into a dramatic scene you will need to make changes that will make it make more sense to the audience 500-600 words a description of the set up that explains what happened before the scene diction that matches the characters character objectives and obstacles are clearly conveyed a scene that escalates in dramatic intensity diction that is appropriate to the audience words that are not wasted in idle chit chat action (stage directions) that enhance the scene proper formatting for dramatldr i need a 500- 600 word argument that is understandable ot a high school audience

This excerpt is from “the poet” by alfred, lord tennyson. the poem describes a poet's consciousness and perception. which three lines suggest the richness of a poet's thoughts? thus truth was multiplied on truth, [the world like one great garden show'd,] and thro' the wreaths of floating dark upcurl'd, rare sunrise flow'd. [and freedom rear'd in that august sunrise] her beautiful bold brow, when rites and forms before his burning eyes melted like snow. [there was no blood upon her maiden robes] sunn'd by those orient skies; but round about the circles of the globes of her keen eyes and in her raiment's hem was traced in flame wisdom, a name to shake [all evil dreams of power--a sacred name.] and when she spake, [her words did gather thunder as they ran,] and as the lightning to the thunder which follows it, riving the spirit of man, making earth wonder, so was their meaning to her words. no sword of wrath her right arm whirl'd, [ but one poor poet's scroll, and with 'his' word] she shook the world.