This would be Descriptive writing.
The root word is "alter" and the affix is "Nate"
Answer:
y=mx+b
C=5/9(F−32)
C=5/9F−5/9(32)
Answer=D
you can see the slope of the graph is 5/9, which means that for an increase of 1 degree Fahrenheit, the increase is 5/9 of 1 degree Celsius. Therefore, statement I is true. This is the equivalent to saying that an increase of 1 degree Celsius is equal to an increase of 9/5 degrees Fahrenheit. Since 95 = 1.8, statement II is true. On the other hand, statement III is not true, since a temperature increase of 9/5 degrees Fahrenheit, not 5/9 degree Fahrenheit, is equal to a temperature increase of 1 degree Celsius
Explanation:
Bake Sale Tale
Today is the day I'm going to the bake sale for school. I jumped out of bed and got dressed quicker then a jack rabbit. As I walked downstairs I could already smell fresh chocolate chip cookies that Mom has been making for the bake sale. "Good morning!" I yelled with excitement . "Good morning sweetie." she replied. I looked over her shoulder at the gooey , warm brownies. I wanted to grab one, mom interrupted"No, these are for later and there not quite done yet." So she put the brownies back into the oven and started to clean a little. Hours passed and the brownies where done or so I thought...
Mom grabbed her purse and the brownies and got into the car so I followed. Once we where at the bake sell you could smell so many various aroma's such as pumpkin pie, sweet apple cobbler, and much more. When we got to our table Mom put the brownies on the table, and people started to gather around. Mom quickly took off the lid, and then I saw the brownies amass. "Oh no!" I said in a quite tone. Mom looked at me and said "Sorry, I guess it's still not finished. It was warm and perfect before we left."
Then I quickly started to convey, I looked at everyone's sweets and they where perfect. Everyone enjoyed theres, why did this happen to me? This isn't fair! I went to the Principal which she was the one who started the bake sell. I said in a sad tone "Can you please end the bake sale?" she replied "Why?" I told her "Well my brownies are undercooked, and can't be eaten." For a few minutes I tried to mediate the principal, but it didn't work. Suddenly Mom ran up to me with a new box of brownies. I shouted "You got more brownies?" Mom replied "Yes, I did!" We went back to the table and placed the brownies down, and a bunch of people amass around our table buying a brownie. I quickly reverted from my depressed state to being filled with joy. I hovered over the brownies with hungry intent.
Remember you may give up, but anything can happen so just wait. Things happen for a pretty good reason.
Hope I helped!
Good Luck!
Answer:
Dear {Friend Name},
Where do I even begin? I suppose saying “I’m sorry” is a start.
I’m sorry.
Looking back, I can’t believe that I {state offending action}. But I suppose hindsight is always 20/20. It was stupid and I wasn’t the friend that you expected me to be. Even if I explain my actions, it still doesn’t justify that I {said/did} some pretty hurtful things.
I hope you can forgive me for what I did and put this matter behind us. I treasure our friendship and all the things we’ve done and been through. And hopefully, what transpired can become one of those incidents that make our bond stronger than ever.
If you have anything on your mind regarding this, please feel free to share it. I promise to listen before I speak. It’s the least I could do if you’re willing to forgive me. You know how to contact me. I hope you do.
Your friend,
{Name}
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