Read this passage from Part 1 of “The Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman.“Then do let us go downstairs,” I said, “there are such pretty rooms there.”Then he took me in his arms and called me a blessed little goose, and said he would go down cellar if I wished, and have it whitewashed into the bargain.But he is right enough about the beds and windows and things.It is as airy and comfortable a room as any one need wish, and, of course, I would not be so silly as to make him uncomfortable just for a whim.Which technique does the author use in this passage to express an implicit point of view?Group of answer choicesirony; The main character avoids making her husband “uncomfortable” by continuing to make herself uncomfortable.humor; The couple is disagreeing over what is obviously a small and silly thing.understatement; The rooms downstairs are not simply pretty, they are the best rooms in the house.sarcasm; The husband is being insincere when he calls his wife a “blessed little goose”.

My place was tiny, but with two grown men, it felt like the room had shrunk. They took up the entire space, and not one bit of me didn't like it. This was probably the safest I had felt since the photos had arrived. But while I appreciated them taking care of me after the horrifying ordeal at the nightclub, a huge part of me was worried that letting them stay would come back to bite me in the ass. I'd already established that my stalker was beyond insane, what with his gifts and all, so while he'd agreed it would be best to let them stay for a little bit, he could just as soon change his mind.5My eyelids lowered, and for each minute that went, the heavier they got. Exhaustion gripped me tightly, and all I wanted to do was sleep, even if my stomach was empty and aching."Hey, Bella, you can't sleep just yet," Callan whispered softly. "You need to eat something first. Gideon is finished soon, and afterwards, you can sleep as long as you want."I murmured something back, not quite sure what I said. My body complained that I wasn't lying down, but I figured Callan wouldn't allow me to do it until I'd eaten. He was bossy like that when he wanted to take care of me. The thought warmed my sleepy body.Tired of holding my head up, I leaned into Callan's shoulder instinctively. He rearranged us, so I laid underneath his arm, on his pec, instead. It felt good—too good. A sigh left me as he continued playing with my hair, stroking it softly. If he thought that would help me stay awake, he had another thing coming.3When I was with them like this, it felt like no time had passed since we were together. There was this kind of comfort they provided that never quite went away even with the strain between us. It was kind of like a true friendship, where it could go ages until the friends met again, but once they did, it was like they'd never been gone from each other.1"That feels nice," I admitted when Callan stopped playing with my hair, and instead began massaging my scalp. I'd taken an aspirin half an hour ago, but it hadn't kicked in yet; the massage gave me some relief from my headache.1"I'm glad, sweetheart. Just stay awake for a little while longer, okay?" Callan talked to me softly, and the affection in his voice squeezed my heart. I gave a sound of confirmation.These men...they were like a drug; it had been awful going without them, but when I was finally in their company? I was in blissful heaven.The scent of pesto filled the air, making my stomach hurt with how empty it was. I couldn't remember the last time I'd eaten until I felt full, maybe the first time Gideon surprised me with breakfast, and that was over a week ago.

Read the passage from Part 2 of “The Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman.That was clever, for really I wasn’t alone a bit! As soon as it was moonlight, and that poor thing began to crawl and shake the pattern, I got up and ran to help her.I pulled and she shook, I shook and she pulled, and before morning we had peeled off yards of that paper.A strip about as high as my head and half around the room.And then when the sun came and that awful pattern began to laugh at me I declared I would finish it today!Which best describes the narrator’s point of view in this passage?Group of answer choicesShe feels trapped by a society and a marriage that have worsened her mental illness.She is excited to free both herself and the woman from the terrible wallpaper.She thinks her terror is taking over, because she cannot escape the yellow wallpapered room.She believes she is going completely insane, so she begins to obey her delusions.

Which of these quotations establishes an atmosphere of sadness?The room filled with eager chatter, with the smell of roast chicken floating in from the kitchen.The glow of the fire filled the room and seemed to fill their faces with warmth and colour.The coats hung limply in the corner of the empty room. The memory of him seemed colourless now.

Once upon a time there was a Goose who had beautiful golden feathers. Not far away from this Goose lived a very, very poor woman who had two daughters. The Goose saw that they had a hard time getting along and said to himself:“If I give them one after another of my golden feathers, the mother can sell them, and with the money they bring she and her daughters can then live in comfort.”So away the Goose flew to the poor woman’s house. Seeing the Goose, the woman said:“Why do you come here? We have nothing to give you.”“But I have something to give you,” said the Goose. “I will give you my feathers, one by one, and you can sell them for enough money so that you and your daughters can live in comfort.”So saying this the Goose gave her one of his feathers, and then flew away. From time to time he came back, each time leaving another feather. The mother and her daughters sold the beautiful feathers for enough money to keep them in comfort. But one day the mother said to her daughters:“Let us not trust this Goose. Some day he may fly away and never come back. Then we should be poor again. Let us get all of his feathers the very next time he comes.”The daughters said: “This will hurt the Goose. We will not do such a thing.”But the mother was greedy. The next time the Golden Goose came she took hold of him with both hands, and pulled out every one of his feathers.Now the Golden Goose has strange feathers. If his feathers are plucked out against his wish, they no longer remain golden but turn white and are of no more value than chicken-feathers. The new ones that come in are not golden, but plain white.As time went on his feathers grew again, and then he flew away to his home and never came back again.Choose the THREE details from the text that would BEST contribute to a summary of the story.100 pointsChicken feathers are usually white in color.The old woman pulled out all of the goose's feathers.The poor woman's daughters wanted to sell the goose at the market for money.The family used the golden feathers to buy food.The goose never did grow back his golden feathers.The goose lived in another place far away from town.SubmitClear formThis form was created inside of NORTH BOLIVAR CONSOLIDATED SCHOOL DISTRICT. Report Abuse Form

Read the passage from Part 2 of “The Yellow Wallpaper” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman.John is so pleased to see me improve! He laughed a little the other day, and said I seemed to be flourishing in spite of my wallpaper.I turned it off with a laugh. I had no intention of telling him it was because of the wallpaper—he would make fun of me. He might even want to take me away.How does the irony in this passage reveal meaning in the text?Group of answer choicesIt shows that the narrator does not realize that her husband does not respect or believe her.It shows that the narrator no longer trusts her husband.It shows that the narrator has grown to enjoy the wallpaper.It shows that the narrator is no longer resisting her isolation and illness.