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In this task, you will prepare for the group discussion by reading the poems “The Road Not Taken” and “I’m Nobody! Who Are You?”

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Answer:

The Grade 8 Core ELA Units take students through literary and nonfiction texts that explore

how individuals are affected by their choices, their relationships, and the world around them.

In Unit 1, Everyone Loves a Mystery, students will try to determine what attracts us to stories

of suspense. Unit 2, Past and Present, asks the Essential Question: What makes you, you?

Unit 3, No Risk, No Reward, asks students to consider why we take chances, while Unit 4,

Hear Me Out, asks students to consider the unit’s driving question—How do you choose the

right words?—by providing a range of texts that allow students to consider how a person’s

words can affect an audience. Next, Unit 5’s Trying Times asks students to think about who

they are in a crisis. Finally, students finish up the year with an examination of science fiction

and fantasy texts as they think about the question “What do other worlds teach us about our

own?” in Unit 6, Beyond Reality.

INTRODUCTION | GRADE 8

3 ELA Grade Level Overview | GRADE 8

Text Complexity

ELA Grade Level Overview

Grade 8

4 ELA Grade Level Overview | GRADE 8

UNIT 1: EVERYONE LOVES A MYSTERY

Unit Title: Everyone Loves a Mystery

Essential Question: What attracts us to the mysterious?

Genre Focus: Fiction

Overview

Hairs rising on the back of your neck? Lips curling up into a wince? Palms a little sweaty? These are tell-tale signs

that you are in the grips of suspense.

But what attracts us to mystery and suspense? We may have wondered what keeps us from closing the book or

changing the channel when confronted with something scary, or compels us to experience in stories the very things

we spend our lives trying to avoid. Why do we do it?

Those are the questions your students will explore in this Grade 8 unit.

Edgar Allan Poe. Shirley Jackson. Neil Gaiman. Masters of suspense stories are at work in this unit, with its focus on

fiction. And there’s more: Alfred Hitchcock, the “master of suspense” at the movies, shares tricks of the trade in a

personal essay, and students also have the chance to read about real-life suspense in an account by famed reporter

Nellie Bly. After reading classic thrillers and surprising mysteries within and across genres, your students will try

their own hands at crafting fiction, applying what they have learned about suspense to their own narrative writing

projects. Students will begin this unit as readers, brought to the edge of their seats by hair-raising tales, and they

will finish as writers, leading you and their peers through hair-raising stories of their own.

Text Complexity

In Grade 8 Unit 1 students continue their development as critical thinkers at an appropriate grade level. Though this

unit focuses on the genre of fiction, it features both poetry and informational texts. With a Lexile range of 590-1090,

most texts in this unit are between 940L and 1010L, an accessible starting point for eighth graders. Additionally, the

vocabulary, sentence structures, text features, content, and relationships among ideas make these texts accessible

to eighth graders, enabling them to grow as readers by interacting with such appropriately challenging texts.

Explanation:

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2 years ago

Submit your one-paragraph analysis of either an editorial about an issue or an advertisement for a product that tells if the com

Step2247 [10]

Answer:

I would say that if for instance you are advertising shoes or something like that, that you would need to have a good reason to advertise them, you have to have style. What kind of pattern is on them. Are they one colored? What about if you only have shoes for kids and an adult wants the shoes. What would the adult do?

Explanation:

I dont know the word propaganda but i hope this helps you

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2 years ago

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In "Annabel Lee," what is Annabel Lee to the speaker?

Talja [164]

Answer:

1. Annabel lee is his soulmate

2. It captures a fairy-tale atmosphere

3. Annabel lee dies from a chill

4. He becomes more depressed and desperate

5. The raven represents hopelessness

6. All of the above

7. This quote makes the reader more sympathetic as the reader is likely to feel sorry for the speaker's desperate cry for relief from his grief over lenore

8. Emphasizes guilt and fear and preoccupation with gloomy concepts

9. Montresor believes that fortunato has repeatedly insulted him

10.Montresor appeals to fortunato's pride as a wine connoisseur

11. Montresor makes certain that his house will be empty by telling his servants he will be out all night...

12. All of the above contribute...

13. Fortunato is sealed up in the crypt

Explanation:

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3 years ago

Ano po yung conflict ng "My Father Goes to Court".

Crank

Answer:

My Father Goes To Court (Carlos Bulusan)

When I was four, I lived with my mother and brothers and sisters in a small town on the island of Luzon. Father’s farm had been destroyed in 1918 by one of our sudden Philippine floods, so several years afterwards we all lived in the town though he preferred living in the country. We had as a next door neighbour a very rich man, whose sons and daughters seldom came out of the house. While we boys and girls played and sang in the sun, his children stayed inside and kept the windows closed. His house was so tall that his children could look in the window of our house and watched us played, or slept, or ate, when there was any food in the house to eat.

Now, this rich man’s servants were always frying and cooking something good, and the aroma of the food was wafted down to us form the windows of the big house. We hung about and took all the wonderful smells of the food into our beings. Sometimes, in the morning, our whole family stood outside the windows of the rich man’s house and listened to the musical sizzling of thick strips of bacon or ham. I can remember one afternoon when our neighbour’s servants roasted three chickens. The chickens were young and tender and the fat that dripped into the burning coals gave off an enchanting odour. We watched the servants turn the beautiful birds and inhaled the heavenly spirit that drifted out to us.

Some days the rich man appeared at a window and glowered down at us. He looked at us one by one, as though he were condemning us. We were all healthy because we went out in the sun and bathed in the cool water of the river that flowed from the mountains into the sea. Sometimes we wrestled with one another in the house before we went to play. We were always in the best of spirits and our laughter was contagious. Other neighbours who passed by our house often stopped in our yard and joined us in laughter.

As time went on, the rich man’s children became thin and anaemic, while we grew even more robust and full of life. Our faces were bright and rosy, but theirs were pale and sad. The rich man started to cough at night; then he coughed day and night. His wife began coughing too. Then the children started to cough, one after the other. At night their coughing sounded like the barking of a herd of seals. We hung outside their windows and listened to them. We wondered what happened. We knew that they were not sick from the lack of nourishment because they were still always frying something delicious to eat.

One day the rich man appeared at a window and stood there a long time. He looked at my sisters, who had grown fat in laughing, then at my brothers, whose arms and legs were like the molave, which is the sturdiest tree in the Philippines. He banged down the window and ran through his house, shutting all the windows.

From that day on, the windows of our neighbour’s house were always closed. The children did not come out anymore. We could still hear the servants cooking in the kitchen, and no matter how tight the windows were shut, the aroma of the food came to us in the wind and drifted gratuitously into our house.

One morning a policeman from the presidencia came to our house with a sealed paper. The rich man had filed a complaint against us. Father took me with him when he went to the town clerk and asked him what it was about. He told Father the man claimed that for years we had been stealing the spirit of his wealth and food.

When the day came for us to appear in court, father brushed his old Army uniform and borrowed a pair of shoes from one of my brothers. We were the first to arrive. Father sat on a chair in the centre of the courtroom. Mother occupied a chair by the door. We children sat on a long bench by the wall. Father kept jumping up from his chair and stabbing the air with his arms, as though we were defending himself before an imaginary jury.

The rich man arrived. He had grown old and feeble; his face was scarred with deep lines. With him was his young lawyer. Spectators came in and almost filled the chairs. The judge entered the room and sat on a high chair. We stood in a hurry and then sat down again.

After the courtroom preliminaries, the judge looked at the Father. “Do you have a lawyer?” he asked.

“I don’t need any lawyer, Judge,” he said.

“Proceed,” said the judge.

The rich man’s lawyer jumped up and pointed his finger at Father. “Do you or you do not agree that you have been stealing the spirit of the complaint’s wealth and food?”

“I do not!” Father said.

“Do you or do you not agree that while the complaint’s servants cooked and fried fat legs of lamb or young chicken breast you and your family hung outside his windows and inhaled the heavenly spirit of the food?”

“I agree.” Father said.

“Do you or do you not agree that while the complaint and his children grew sickly and tubercular you and your family became strong of limb and fair in complexion?”

“I agree.” Father said.

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3 years ago

The Alchemist tells Santiago to trade what type of animal for what type of animal?

Nikolay [14]

Answer:

The alchemist says that the wind told him Santiago was coming and would need help. He instructs Santiago to sleep well, trade his camel for a horse, and remember that his treasure will be where his heart is.

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