Padma is an adolescent. She pretends to listen to her mother, but really she is thinking about herself and her own problems. In particular she is trying to decide if she should wear her school colors for Spirit Day at her high school. She is worried that the other students will think that she is trying too hard, or that they will notice how their school colors don’t look very good on her. In this story, “worrying that the other students will notice that the colors do not look good on her,” is an example of:Group of answer choicespreoperational thought.a personal fable.the imaginary audience.an illusion of invulnerability.

Mary is an adolescent who currently has a small pimple on her cheek causing her to be overly self-conscious. She is convinced that everyone she meets stares at and talks about her pimple. Mary’s behavior exhibits ___Group of answer choicesa sense of idealismpubertyimaginary audiencepersonal fable

Select the quotation from the story that most strongly suggests that the theme is You may not understand a thing's worth at first.Her next door neighbor, Ms. Addison, had recently had surgery and couldn't handle yard work, so Kamala had offered to help her out."Honey, I hope you said thank you," her mom said, examining it."Just a gift from Ms. Addison," she replied. "It was nice of her, but it's kind of ugly."Submit

"The School Days of an Indian Girl" by Zitkala (Gertrude Bonnin). Then answer the question.Zitkala presents her strongest argument at the end of passage:A.in order to hide her weaker arguments.B.in order to create a less serious mood.C.so that the reader will remember the way she was mistreated.D.so that the reader will forget the details from the rest of the passage.SUBMITarrow_backPREVIOUS

The writer recalls his Grandmother as short, healthy and slightly bent. Her hairs were silver in colour and were scattered messily on her wrinkled face. She used to walk around the whole house in white clothes. She kept her one hand resting on her waist and the other hand was telling the beads of her rosary.The writer thinks of her as not very pretty but constantly beautiful all the time. He compares her calm face with the winter landscape. During their lengthy stay in the village, Grandmother woke him up from the bed in the early morning, plastered his wooden slate, organized his breakfast, and sent him to the school. The temple was connected to the school. She sat inside and studied the sacred texts while the children learned the alphabet.On their way back to the home she used to give the stale chapattis to the street dogs. A turning point in their beautiful relationship arrived when they went to live in a city. Despite the fact that they shared a room, their relationship started to grow apart. Now, the writer used to go to the city school on a school bus and studied subjects like English, Physics, mathematics and many more subjects that his grandmother could not understand at all.His grandmother could no longer go to school with him to send him. She felt upset that there was no teaching about God and scriptures at the city school. Instead, he was given music lessons, but she said nothing. She thought music was dreadful. It was just good for prostitutes and beggars, according to her. It was not intended for gentlemen.When the writer went to a university, he got a separate room in his house. The common link of the relationship between the grandson and the grandmother was broken now. Grandmother rarely talked to anyone in the house now. The writer’s grandmother quietly accepted her loneliness. She was constantly occupied with her spinning wheel and reciting prayers and she hardly ever spoke to anyone. She took a break in the afternoon. Her daily routine consisted of breaking bread into pieces and giving it to the birds. The birds would perch on her legs, head, and even her shoulders.When the writer was leaving on a trip abroad for his further studies, his grandmother did not get disturbed at all. Rather she went to the train station to say goodbye, but she didn’t say anything and merely kissed his forehead. Her lips were moving in prayer, her thoughts were consumed by prayer and her fingers were busy reciting the storey of the beads on her rosary. Seeing her grandmother at this old age, the writer was thinking that it might be his last meeting with his grandmother. But when he came back home after a duration of 5 years, his grandmother was there to welcome him back and he saw her celebrate his return.The next morning after the return of his grandson she got ill. Although the doctor told them that it was a slight fever and would go away very soon, still she could foresee that her time to leave this world was near. She did not want to waste her time talking to someone. Her fingers were busy reciting the storey of the beads on her rosary.She went to her bed praying and telling the beads till her lips stopped moving and the rosary fell down from her lifeless hand. Her body was discovered on the floor, wrapped in a red shawl after she died. To grieve her death, thousands of sparrows flew in and sat dispersed around her body. All the sparrows flew away without making any noise when the dead body of the old lady was carried away for the last rites.

"Life is a game, birdie, and you get to make your own rules." A quote by an infamous writer, the same writer who is writing this very story.As I reflect back and pen out why I should be the ideal candidate, I remember the 5-year-old kid in me, with amazement in her eyes—glittering and shining after seeing her first crayon color set in a single room, which was also our house and kitchen.Sitting on the floor during summers in Delhi, I drew a freeform polygon in an attempt to draw Mother Earth. Instead of coloring it with only blue and green, I used every crayon present in the set. Since then, my world has been colorful—a space not just for human beings but to be human every day of life, to explore, to contribute, to receive, and to nurture.Starting at the age of 20, amidst the collective challenges posed by the COVID pandemic, I was in my final year of college pursuing a B.Com Honors degree from Dyal Singh College, University of Delhi. During this time, I explored various fields that I found interesting, such as HR, psychology, marketing, auditing, and even UX designing, with the aim to choose one and excel at it.I decided to take a few certificate courses in UX designing, and along with that, I exercised my writing and marketing skills by applying them in internships and in my family-owned business.Recognizing my idealistic nature and a strong desire to discern right from wrong, I ventured into auditing, commencing my career as an audit analyst at KPMG. In this role, I diligently prepared audit work papers in alignment with the company's methodologies. Unfortunately, after six months, I had to resign due to severe health issues.During my treatment and recovery period, I engaged in self-reflection and delved into the realm of neuropsychology to better understand my health issues. This experience highlighted the lack of a holistic care approach, inspiring me to establish Project Serenise, with the aim of appreciating the connection between mind, body, and spirit and creating a resourceful space for those who are struggling with life in general. The establishment of it allowed me to interact with over 500+ members of the Serenise Peer Support online community from all around the globe with a team of 5+ volunteers.While my work at KPMG allowed me to appreciate the significant role of the organizational structure, an established system, and the crucial role of hierarchy and working culture, handling and single-handedly establishing serenise taught me the real-life application of it. I am eager to apply my analytical mindset and interpersonal skills in a role that prioritizes the well-being and development of the workforce and organization overall. To bridge this skill gap and further deep dive into the intricacies of business management I would like to continuously challenge myself in practical applications of knowledge.Being admitted to XIM University represents a significant opportunity for me to further refine and apply this perspective. The unique features of the MBA-BM program, with its emphasis on exposure to industry practices, immersive courses, and real-world applications, align perfectly with my belief in the practical application of knowledge. I am eager to challenge myself within the structured environment of XIM University, honing not only my theoretical understanding but also my ability to apply that knowledge effectively in real-world scenarios.