The correct answer here is the option A
Answer:
2. It is about changes over time in the Quino Checkerspot butterfly population.
Explanation:
The day of the funeral arrived and there I was standing before the grave stone. It read ‘MARY ROBERT WILSON’. There were lots of people here and I felt uncomfortable. I was only five years old when she died. Back then, nothing made sense. All I remembered was people dressed in black with their heads down and no sound apart from the rushing wind. The woman, Mary, was my mother. It was so long ago, and I was so young that I didn’t know how to react. I just stood there holding on to my fathers hand smiling not knowing that I would never see my mum again. Not knowing that my life was about to change and there was nothing I could about. 10 years later I recall the moment of her death, of her grave and only now... I realised it was too late to cry.
1. The history of civilization in Canada isn’t
very long compared with other areas of the
world that are heavily populated today. Archeologists
haven’t found any fossils any
older than around 30,000 years old. That
probably indicates there were no earlier
forms of humans in Canada as there were in
Africa, for instance. Of course, the weather
wasn’t very hospitable to people because the
last ice age only ended several thousand
years ago. Meanwhile, complex societies
based on agriculture were developing in
Mexico.
2. Marcus looked at his new car sparkling in the sunlight. He had
spent two hours washing and waxing it, but all of the hard work was worth it.
With a grin of appreciation, Marcus gazed at the car that looked almost brand
new. It had taken two jobs, nine months, and a lot of hard work, but Marcus had
been able to pay cash for his car. Marcus merely dried the car in ten minutes. Grabbing
the keys, Marcus was ready for a road trip. It was time to hit the road!
Beneath it rung the battle shout/And burst the cannon's roar;
Answer: Option C.
<u>Explanation:</u>
This excerpt has been taken from the poem "Old Ironsides" which has been written by Oliver Wendell. The poem talks about a ship which is a war ship. It is a proud ship because it is a war ship.
This ship has grown through various battles and wars making it a strong ship and thus a powerful ship. Because of all this hardships, this ship deserves a good end.
