Roberto whistled and raised his clenched fist in the air. A few seconds later, a loud shriek could be heard. Then a falcon swooped from the sky and landed on Roberto's arm. Roberto laughed and said, "See? He obeys my commands." Talia nodded. "What does he eat?" she asked. Roberto laughed again and said, "She is a she, and she eats what she catches. Field mice, smaller birds, whatever she can wrap her talons around." Talia nodded again. Nancy rolled around in her bed. Her eyes were wide open. She grabbed a pillow and wrapped it
around her head tightly. Then she shut her eyes. A minute or two passed. Nancy released her grip on the pillow and rolled the other way. She grabbed the controller off the nightstand and turned on the TV. The program featured a man making thick drinks from fresh fruits. Nancy turned off the TV. She rolled back over the other way and curled the pillow around her head again. The crickets chirped.

Coach Nelson was sitting at his desk and scribbling in his playbook. A uniformed player walked into the office and said, "Coach, can I talk to you for a minute?" Coach Nelson held up one finger and continued scribbling in his playbook. The player looked at his watch. Coach Nelson scribbled. The player said, "Coach?" The coach continued scrawling. The player checked his watch again. Then Coach Nelson laughed and said, "That's it!" Then he scrawled with even greater fervor. The player sighed.

Shogga grabbed the sheep by its neck skin and raised it in the air. "Perhaps we will eat sheep tonight,"
Shogga grunted. Tugo looked at Shogga and said, "No. The shaman protects him. This sheep is to be our luck." Shogga scoffed and said, "Shogga does not believe in magic. Shogga believes in eating." Tugo gently grabbed the stone axe that Shogga was holding and lowered it toward the ground. Then he said, "We need the shaman now, Shogga. We eat later." Shogga grimaced.

The children huddled in a circle. The big girl with pigtails said, "Ok, no tag backs, no unfreezes, no safeties." The tallboy sang a melodic tune. Each time he said a new syllable, he pointed at a different child. The tall boy ended the tune by saying, "And... you... are... it!" When he said the last word, he was pointing at a small pale boy. The pale boy's eyes widened. All of the other kids ran in different directions. The pale boy began counting down from 10.

these passages are:
A. first-person
B. second-person
C. third-person limited
D. third-person omniscient