The Olympic motto is a statement that represents the goals of athletes worldwide. The motto is made up of only three Latin words. The motto is "Citius, Altius, Fortius." The words translate as "Swifter, Higher, Stronger." Which sentence could be added to the passage to support the main idea? A. Father Dideon, the headmaster of Arcueil College in Paris, France, created the motto to honor the school's athletes. B. Five interlocking rings of blue, yellow, black, green, and red form the Olympic symbol known as the Olympic rings. C. The Winter Olympic events include skiing, snowboarding, figure skating, hockey, curling, and many more. D. The Summer Olympics are held every four years and alternate with the Winter Olympics every two years.

Even the insistent cough of the woman next to him wasn't enough to draw his eyes away from the tiny type of the ancient book its pages were brittle and felt like they could crumble at the slightest disturbance he noticed the musty odor if each page as he carefully it over.

The difference between point of view and choice of person in a story is that "person" is the literary name given to main characters in a story, and "point of view" is the perspective from which we view the story "person" is part of a term used to describe the type of narrator (as in first-person or third-person); "point of view" is how the antagonist understands the events of a story the terms are interchangeable; there is really no difference between them "point of view" refers to the perspective from which the story is told; "person" is part of a term used to describe a type of narrator (as in first-person or third-person)

What is the effect of narrator's word choice on the tone of this passage? the words "my heart shrank within itself" create a fearful tone. the words "wounded his fellow" develop a remorseful tone. the words "struck harsh upon my ears" suggest an irritated tone. the words "better-omened" set a hopeful tone. excerpt from "the cabuliwallah" by rabindranath tagore i was sitting in my study, looking through the accounts, when some one entered, saluting respectfully, and stood before me. it was rahmun the cabuliwallah. at first i did not recognise him. he had no bag, nor the long hair, nor the same vigour that he used to have. but he smiled, and i knew him again. "when did you come, rahmun? " i asked him. "last evening," he said, "i was released from jail." the words struck harsh upon my ears. i had never before talked with one who had wounded his fellow, and my heart shrank within itself when i realised this; for i felt that the day would have been better-omened had he not turned up.