Select the best detail to show the sight of Little Joe's trout makes Buster Bear hungry.Now it just happened that early as he was, someone was before Buster Bear. When he came in sight of the little pool, who should he see but another fisherman there, who had already caught a fine fat trout. Who was it? Why, Little Joe Otter to be sure. He was just climbing up the bank with the fat trout in his mouth. Buster Bear's own mouth watered as he saw it. Little Joe sat down on the bank and prepared to enjoy his breakfast.From Thornton W. Burgess, The Adventures of Buster Bear. C

Select the correct text in the passage.Which detail best shows the idea that the father enjoyed growing up in Clarksburg?(9) The biggest fish I ever saw caught I did not catch. Brother Henry, who was nine years older than I, caught it. It was a cat-fish, and Henry and a boy named Billy James, who was less than six feet tall, ran a pole through the fish's gills and carried the fish between them suspended from the pole which was rested upon the boys shoulders, and the fish was so long that its tail tipped the ground as the boys walked. Now, this is the biggest fish story I ever tell, except the Jonah story, and I believe both.(10) We liked Clarksburg because it was a good place for schools, Sunday Schools and churches. I hardly remember the time when I was not in school, Sunday School and church. I think to this day these are good places for boys to be.(11) My parents were always anxious to have their children in school and made many sacrifices to this end; as a result their five boys all were public school teachers before they were out of their teens.

The following text is adapted from Ernest Hemingway’s 1926 novel The Sun Also Rises. The narrator is on a fishing trip at a waterfall. I did not feel the first trout strike. When I started to pull up I felt that I had one and brought him, fighting and bending the rod almost double, out of the boiling water at the foot of the falls, and swung him up and onto the dam. He was a good trout, and I banged his head against the timber so that he quivered out straight, and then slipped him into my bag. While I had him on, several trout had jumped at the falls. As soon as I baited up and dropped in again I hooked another and brought him in the same way. In a little while I had six. They were all about the same size. I laid them out, side by side, all their heads pointing the same way, and looked at them. They were beautifully colored and firm and hard from the cold water.Which choice best describes the function of the underlined sentence in the text as a whole? It offers an ironic depiction of the narrator’s lack of fishing skill.eliminateIt produces an impression of the passage of time.eliminateIt provides context for why the narrator is fishing.eliminateIt clarifies the narrator’s expectations.

The lake was a sheet of polished glass as Charlene fished beside her dad from their little rowboat. She had cast her line and now sat watching the orange floater as it bobbed gently. Suddenly, the floater disappeared beneath the surface and the reel nearly flew from Charlene’s hand. Grasping the reel like a baseball bat, she gave the line a sharp tug backward to hook the fish. Then she began reeling it in, the fish fighting as hard as a boxer in the ring. Charlene’s dad stood cheering her on, as his daughter landed the biggest perch he’d ever seen.4Why does the author compare the fishing reel to a baseball bat? A. to help the reader visualize how Charlene grasped it B. because readers who like fishing will also like baseball C. to convince the reader that Charlene is an athlete D. because fishing and baseball are very similar

Who is Joe DiMaggio in the novella? akind of tuna ba villager cBaseball great da type of shark

The Diamond as Big as the Ritz - 2F. Scott FitzgeraldThe Montana sunset lay between two mountains like a gigantic bruise from which dark arteries spread themselves over a poisoned sky. An immense distance under the sky crouched the village of Fish, minute, dismal, and forgotten. There were twelve men, so it was said, in the village of Fish, twelve somber and inexplicable souls who sucked a lean milk from the almost literally bare rock upon which a mysterious populatory force had begotten them. They had become a race apart, these twelve men of Fish, like some species developed by an early whim of nature, which on second thought had abandoned them to struggle and extermination.Out of the blue-black bruise in the distance crept a long line of moving lights upon the desolation of the land, and the twelve men of Fish gathered like ghosts at the shanty depot to watch the passing of the seven o'clock train, the Transcontinental Express from Chicago. Six times or so a year the Transcontinental Express, through some inconceivable jurisdiction, stopped at the village of Fish […]. The observation of this pointless and preposterous phenomenon had become a sort of cult among the men of Fish. To observe, that was all; there remained in them none of the vital quality of illusion which would make them wonder or speculate, else a religion might have grown up around these mysterious visitations. But the men of Fish were beyond all religion—the barest and most savage tenets of even Christianity could gain no foothold on that barren rock—so there was no altar, no priest, no sacrifice; only each night at seven the silent concourse by the shanty depot, a congregation who lifted up a prayer of dim, anaemic wonder.Question"Six times or so a year the Transcontinental Express, through some inconceivable jurisdiction, stopped at the village of Fish."In this sentence, the phrase "inconceivable jurisdiction" meansResponsesA wounded glory.wounded glory.B hopeful wonder.hopeful wonder.C controlled hysteria.controlled hysteria.D mysterious authority.mysterious authority.