Dinner threw me deeper into despair. My relatives licked the ends of their chopsticks and reached across the table, dipping them into the dozen or so plates of food. Robert and their family waited patiently for platters to be passed to them. What message does Amy Tan's description send?

Her relatives are hungry, and Robert's family is not.
Her relatives are eager, and Robert's family is hesitant.
Her relatives are coarse, and Robert's family is reserved.
Her relatives are energetic, and Robert's family is lazy.

If an item does not contain a fragment, write correct. if the item contains a fragment, rewrite it to make it one or more complete sentences. 1.)their faces shining with delight at seeing the movie star. 2.)i wanted one thing. to take a long nap 3.)the committee was irrupted by this application. which we received just yesterday. 4.)i enjoy working with my hands. 5.)traffic lights flashing erratically as the cars jammed in the intersection, unsure whose turn it was to proceed. 6.)the apples cooked. with their sweet juices bubbling away. 7.)just as mr. chao said goodbye. 8.)classified ads filled the pages of the newspaper. 9.)a report to write and math to do before tomorrow. 10.)the silhouettes of the trees against the light of the moon.

Dream variations by langston hughes analysisand “the tropics in new york” by claude mckay both depict a longing for another place. what are the places and what do they represent?

Which line in this excerpt from the great gatsby by f. scott fitzgerald contains a simile? about half way between west egg and new york the motor-road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for a quarter of a mile, so as to shrink away from a certain desolate area of land. this is a valley of ashes—a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and finally, with a transcendent effort, of men who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air. occasionally a line of grey cars crawls along an invisible track, gives out a ghastly creak and comes to rest, and immediately the ash-grey men swarm up with leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloud which screens their obscure operations from your sight.